“He wondered idly whether she was a poor conversationalist because she got no attention or got no attention because she was a poor conversationalist.”
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“Can I offer you a roll? Or the chilling tale of how I lost my daughter?”
“I know only that we cannot hide from our ghosts, whether they are real or not, we must make our peace with them, and live life somehow.”



“Humans have only one ending. Ideas live for ever.”

“Recently, the New York Times published a story about BLAU International’s headquarters in Berlin. We only realized how much it must have struck a chord with the readers when the Times subsequently posted one image from the story on their Instagram account. ‘Is it a magazine—or is it a cult?’ was one of the more frequently asked questions the readers seemed to have, the most probable answer being: both.”

“Tinsley Mortimer dropped on the scene like a bombshell.”

“I have always distrusted good people. I never believed as a child that goodness came naturally. I always suspected that beneath it lay some sort of payment for services past or still to come.”


“Life is what you make of it. So do something. Do something brave. Do something unexpected. But do something, because you have four women in a jail cell who are desperately hoping for a reason to believe there’s still a reason to believe. So do something, goddammit, because this isn’t the end of the freaking story.”