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Sweeney Todd, ENO, 1 April 2015
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It’s later than you think. But it’s never too late.
Dorothy L. Sayers
Stop thinking about saving your fragile face. Tell us your particularized world. Make up a story. Narrative is radical, creating us at the very moment it is being created. We will not blame you if your reach exceeds your grasp. We will not blame you if your words go down in flames and nothing is left but the raw-scald. We will not blame you if, with the reticence of a surgeon's hands, your words suture only the red places where blood might flow. We will not blame you because we know you can never do it properly: once and for all. Passion is never enough. Talent is never enough. Skill is never enough. But try. For our sake and yours. So. Forget your name in the street; tell us what the world has been to you in the dark places and in the light. Don't tell us what to believe, what to fear. Show us belief's wide skirt and the stitch that unravels fear's caul. You, so blessed with occasional blindness, can speak the language that tells us what only language can: how to see without pictures. We tell ourselves stories in order to live.
Toni Morrison, The Nobel Lecture In Literature, 1993
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All the trust between them, like all the happiness he'd ever known (like the killing of Fred Conlon—like everything), had been an accident. [...] He thought she was omniscient and all she was was cold.
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