21 Quotes by Lara Prior-Palmer

That sunless morning felt night-like, haunted, sinister.

Words feel like an insult to truth (then again, even on life’s bright days I feel as though I’m throwing meaning into darkness when I speak).

Sport is war in disguise.

Travellers can go out into the world with their devices and prejudices intact to smooth their journeys. Yet, etymologically, a traveller is the one who suffers—or at least, one who works (travail). The traveller forgets she’s going home, and forgets herself, too.

What was it about becoming an adult? The color drained from the days and life became a calendar. I floated in a debris of plausible dates and implausible plans.

I suppose we think of pain as associated with an event—an accident, for example. We don’t imagine it going on forever. I found no space for pain and its expression in daily life.

We humans speak ten thousand languages - a little eye contact must ripple through them all

Maybe home is just all that we leave behind.

It usually seems best to be absent and slightly missed rather than present but distant.