I often think to myself that so many different films could share a single title:
The man hadn’t shown himself for months, but only one person owned that helmet and the red Indian Chief motorbike.
When I hit the bitumen and get that smooth grey rumble going under me everything’s hell different.
Just after 4 a.m. under a starless sky, a man in a well-worn tweed coat and black knit cap crossed Broadway onto Front Street
Given our history, Vita, I’m aware you may decide not to read this.
Evan’s scuffed knuckles, a fetching post-fight shade of eggplant, ledged the steering wheel.
Trauma psychotherapist and Holocaust survivor Edith Eger makes peace with the past as she returns to Auschwitz
Let’s start with a question, which might be the oldest question of all: Why do certain groups add up to be greater than the sum of their parts, while others add up to be less?
The trees were loaded with fruit, and the peaches were colouring up well.
Would you rather love the more, and suffer the more; or love the less, and suffer the less?
Jonah Hancock’s counting-house is built wedge-shaped and coffered like a ship’s cabin
I stand in the doorway of the twins’ room and watch them sleep, peaceful and innocent, through crib slats that remind me of bars on a prison cell.
There are two kinds of people in the world, those who leave home, and those who don’t.
Kerry Macfarlane has run away from his wedding-that-wasn’t. He lands in coastal Gabriel’s Bay, with hopes to prove he’s not a complete failure.
If you take photographs through a prism, you can turn people into ghosts.
It is nearly dawn, and the semi-darkness casts strange shadows along the footpath.