Tag: William Trevor
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‘I would not have known that St Cecilia had ever existed if we had not come to Italy.’ ‘Yes, there’s that.’ He smiled, and held the cup out, raising it to her lips. But nothing was drunk from it. ‘I would not have stood before Piero Della Francesca’s Risen Christ.’ Her voice had weakened to…
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‘Thaddeus turns off the lamp on the table, and the conservatory is more softly lit by the haze of early morning. He does not want this day, so gently coming. He does not want its minutes and its hours, its afternoons and its evening, its relentless happening.’ – William Trevor, Death in Summer
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‘But why waste a life behind a desk if it need not be wasted?’ – William Trevor, Love and Summer
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‘They sat for longer at the table, the cigarette Florian had put out to smoke unsmoked, the tea he’d made gone cold. This is what he would take with him, he thought. This was what he would leave behind. Tidily laid out, these moments now would haunt whole days.’ – William Trevor, Love and Summer
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‘But you didn’t lose touch with a place when it wasn’t there any more; you didn’t lose touch with yourself as you were when you were part of it, with your childhood, with your simplicity then.’ – William Trevor, Love and Summer
Roseena Veronika Hussain 