literature / poetry

“the time would not pass. somebody was playing with the clocks, and not only with the electric clocks, but the wind-up kind, too. the second hand on my watch would twitch once, and a year would pass, and then it would twitch again.

there was nothing i could do about it. as an earthling, i had to believe whatever clocks said—and calendars.”

Kurt

“He came slightly unstuck in time, saw the late movie backwards, then forwards again.”

- “Slaughterhouse-Five”, Kurt Vonnegut

“The flowers swim like fish made of light upon the dark, green waters.”

- p. 6, “The Waves”

Virginia Woolf