Colin Jack

“The depth of night always felt adjacent to real life, a fourth dimension of the world that allowed the honesty and courage that daylight forbade. Perhaps it was that the moon and stars reminded people of their finite lives in the margins of the universe’s story—what did it matter what human beings did or didn’t do? Or perhaps it was only the clock losing its tether to the day’s routines and yielding to pure time.”
― Megha Majumdar, A Guardian and a Thief

“Some men are happiest when they don't have to move an inch from their hearths. But for some of us, to sit still is to feel the weight of six feet of earth on our chests.”
― Deepa Anappara, The Last of Earth

“...the sea was always with me. There it lay, the entire length of my journey, on my right, poisoned. There were the terns and the gulls, the greyness, the pallid light, the sea with its guts glutted with women and children. Sometimes, despite the fatigue of the night shift, I had to stop on the way, park the car by the roadside and walk to the edge of the cliff to look at it: the progression of cargo ships, their hypnotic slowness, and it, at my feet, in front of me, lifeless, enormous, malign. Universal and monstrous. It’s the one thing that never sleeps.”
― Vincent Delecroix, Small Boat

“But it’s enough for one to be lost and there is always one, there has to be one – and it’s as if you had saved no one. So with all this going on, this ongoing shipwreck, why bother? I asked. And why save this person rather than that one, when they are all condemned. And what justice is there? Why save one, ten, twenty; it’s all same, since you can’t save them all. There is always one left.”
― Vincent Delecroix, Small Boat