Joseph O'Neill Quotes

There was another silence. I felt, above all, tired. Tiredness: if there was a constant symptom of the disease in our lives at this time, it was tiredness. At work we were unflagging; at home the smallest gesture of liveliness was beyond us. Mornings we awoke into a malign weariness that seemed only to have refreshed itself overnight.

Life itself had become disembodied. My family, the spine of my days, had crumbled. I was lost in invertebrate time.

Who has the courage to set right those misperceptions that bring us love?

Perhaps the relevant truth- and it's one whose existence was apparent to my wife, and I'm sure to much of the world, long before it became apparent to me-is that we all find ourselves in temporal currents and unless you're paying attention you'll discover, often too late, that an undertow of weeks or of years has pulled you deep into trouble.

...even my work, the largest of the pots and pans I'd placed under my life's leaking ceiling, had become to small to contain my misery.