"Foe" Quotes
A woman stranded on a remote island tells her story to a man who wants to turn it into a compelling narrative, but questions of authorship and truth complicate their relationship in this thought-provoking novel.
fiction | 157 pages | Published in NaN
Quotes
I am a teller of stories. I am a teller of truths.
I have learned to accept the fact that my writing is as much a product of the world I live in as of my own nature.
Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy if I could say how much.
How like a woman, to come with a story, to come bearing a tale.
A man's work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened.
Words are not the perfect medium for love. Love is the perfect medium for love.
We have not yet got used to the idea that we are no longer at home in the world.
There are times when I have felt a door opening in me, and I have stepped through.
A voice raised in song is the sweetest music of all.
We are all mad in some way or another. Some of us are simply more discreet about it.
