Quotes by : Sara Baume

Blending into the tinctures and textures of the countryside. The tree which falls without any human hearing....

The old summer's-end melancholy nips at my heels. There's no school to go back to; no detail of my life....

There's a table with some catalogues and a guest book in the corner; there are artworks. Today, I need....

I never went downstairs to join my housemates around the television. I cooked dinner later than everyone....

So it's as if,' I say, 'I'm okay in my own bones, but I know that my bones aren't living up to other....

What bothered me was all of the time he wasted by drumming, and all the time I wasted by listening to....

I see foxes often, but always they are crossing fallow fields in the distance. Gold flecks on faraway....

And out the bus window, here is my dead world come true, my whole dead world in motion.

My mother likes odd numbers and is suspicious of the even ones. She reads a new book every week and is....

Why is it only now that I can see how many ordinary things are actually grotesque?