Think you're escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl and knew that in some dim past, whether in life or revery, he had heard their tale before.
A man's errors are his portals of discovery.
History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.