‘As he drops deeper and deeper into the abyss, slowly his eyes begin to pick up the luminous quality of the darkness’

— Howard Thurman

‘An empty wine-bottle rolled across the floor and chinked against a syphon. It frightens me when inanimate things move about.’

— Mary Butts, ‘Lettres Imaginaires’

This person — it’s only one part of their face, their mouth, their eyes, some other specific part, which is pixellated. Censored by & in the real world.

‘The problem with the marginal is one, they have no understanding of nuance, and two, they have zero awareness that their dropout lifestyles are as much a part and product of the society we live in as any diligent careerists.’

— Iphgenia Baal, ‘Married to the Streets’

‘The interesting thing is that shame and indifference can manifest the same on the outside.’

— Tad DeLay, Against

‘…a few familiar forms stagnating in utility…’

— Martin Vaughn-James, The Cage

‘To me the book was worth something because it made me cry and feel afraid.’

— Megan Nolan.

‘You can love a city, you can recognise its houses and its streets in your remotest or dearest memories, but only in the hour of revolt is the city really felt as your own city’ — Furio Jesi, Spartakus

‘The weeping spider is called Phoebe, he is a boy spider and he lives on the moon. The rest you will have to find out yourself.’

— Catherine Besterman, The Extraordinary Education of Johnny Longfoot