Quotes by : Simon Kurt Unsworth

There had to be something new, some fresh angle. As the rain pattered down around him, Kapenda thought.....

But joy is individual, and can only be experienced alone. Hell is communal, but Heaven is personal.

Terrible and ancient and scarred with the endless cold of space, the terrible and ancient things glistened....

...those occasional people who seem to achieve some kind of happiness here like your two dead colleagues,....

The hope of Elevation has to remain something random, impossible to see properly, given not to those....