Blanca

“Her hair, just long enough now to tie back in a knot, had a coppery sheen, a hint of fire in the darkness.”
― Philip Sington, The Einstein Girl

“That was the dream of Montparnasse: to live for the moments of the greatest intensity, to find in them a truthful inspiration, and to hell with all the rest.”
― Philip Sington, Zoia's Gold

“Who is the other woman whose photograph I do not have? If my mother was the first in my life, she was the last: my lover and my downfall, my hope and my despair. Her photographs I burned in an ashtray, one at a time - some might say to be rid of the evidence. Her name was Theresa Aden: Theresa like the saint; Aden like Eden, complete with snake.”
― Philip Sington, The Valley of Unknowing

“For the writer under Actually Existing Socialism describing sex is a simple matter: he simply does not do it (the describing, I mean, not the sex).”
― Philip Sington, The Valley of Unknowing