Billy Kelly

“And it was a magical thing, to love someone so much; it was a feeling so strange and slippery, like a sheath of fabric cut from the sky.”
― Alice Winn, In Memoriam

“England was filthy with ignorance, and the trenches were clean by comparison.”
― Alice Winn, In Memoriam

“A silence falls, and we look at each other. We are looking at each other when the door opens be­hind Fonny, and the man appears. This is always the most awful moment, when Fonny has to rise and turn, I have to rise and turn. But Fonny is cool. He stands, and raises his fist. He smiles, and stands there for a moment, looking me dead in the eye. Something travels from him, to me, it is love and courage. Yes. Yes. We are going to make it, somehow. Somehow. I stand, and smile, and raise my fist. He turns into the inferno. I walk toward the Sahara.”
― James Baldwin, If Beale Street Could Talk

“She was older and all the more beautiful, had the weary tiredness of one who, in surrendering to her life, was ennobled by it.”
― Hisham Matar, My Friends