Caleb White

“We were smack bang in the middle, years from the finish, taking nothing for granted. I”
― Max Porter, Grief Is the Thing with Feathers

“I remember my first date, aged fifteen, with a girl called Hilary Gidding. A coin fell down the back of the cinema seats and we both slipped our hands into the tight fuzzy gap of the chairs past popcorn kernels and sticky ticket stubs and our hands met, stroking the carpet feeling for the coin, and it was electric. The wrist being clamped by upholstery, the darkness, the accident, the lovely dirt of public spaces.”
― Max Porter, Grief Is the Thing with Feathers

“It represented, in moments of desperation, the possibility of finally cheating myself out of exile.”
― Hisham Matar, The Return: Fathers, Sons and the Land in Between

“Moving on, as a concept, is for stupid people, because any sensible person knows grief is a long-term project. I refuse to rush. The pain that is thrust upon us let no man slow or speed or fix.”
― Max Porter, Grief Is the Thing with Feathers