Zadie Smith

If there was any chance of ever seeing a look like that again, then he wanted the second chance, he wanted the extra time. Not just this second, but the next and the next – all the time in the world.

For he is in a past-tense, future-perfect kind of mood. He is in a maybe this, maybe that kind of mood.

Most of my years in that school I don’t remember. Even as I was living them a stubborn part of me never accepted it as anything more than a place I had to survive each day until I was free again.