‘The
world,
they felt,
was
an
event
worth
watching.’
‘Saying
made
him
real.’
‘...to
conceal
by
telling
all.’
‘When she came, it was arms out to the intermittent sun, moving
slowly, stretching, spreading over earth, yellow and warm and
gleaming on the cream and white flowers.’
‘Diagnosing their problems by extension from himself.’
‘“You can
always tell,”
said Paul,
“people who do,
who don’t.”
‘This was
him. What they’d better
get used to. Not their little boy.’
‘More was less:
he could still keep them guessing.’
‘And this
was what he wanted, full
circle on the seafront, himself come round.’
‘It was Jay who
turned her on...he’d showed the group what he called deep space
meditation achieved, he
said,
like digestion,
by
not
doing
anything.
“Can
anyone
do
that?”
asked
Matthew.
“Digest
themselves?”
‘...the stars showed white ─ paper-white and reflective, dotted all over. At the centre of the sky they were clustered into wheels and spirals, at the edge they came in dots, and where the moon had ascended they were barred white and tinted, surrounded by haloes. They made him think of journeys. Forever dancing. Eye-bright and sleepless. Following a star.’