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.
History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.
A man's errors are his portals of discovery.