Caroline

“This was it, the big moment: the corpse of his chief enemy, the ruins of his creator, the body of his dead father; the great weight of all that was unsaid and would never have been said; the pressure to say it now, when there was nobody to hear, and to speak also on his father's behalf, in an act of self-division that might fissure the world and turn his body into a jigsaw puzzle. This was it.”
― Edward St. Aubyn, Bad News

“Thank goodness there were people who were happy with nothing, thought Julia, so that people like her (and everyone else she had ever met) could have more.”
― Edward St. Aubyn, At Last

“What was the thread that held together the scattered beads of experience if not the pressure of interpretation? The meaning of life was whatever meaning one could thrust down its reluctant throat.”
― Edward St. Aubyn, The Patrick Melrose Novels

“The trouble with writing fiction is that it has to make sense, whereas real life doesn't.”
― Iain M. Banks