I cannot bear natural light when I’m writing.

Do you never get exhausted being so wholly unbearable?

Life without decency is unbearable.

If you can’t be who you really are then what is life but an unbearable lie?

When Magnus looked at Imasu, he saw Imasu had dropped his head into his hands.”Er,” Magnus said. “Are you quite all right?””I was simply overcome,” Imasu said in a faint voice.Magnus preened slightly. “Ah. Well.””By...

But when one does not complain, and when one wants to master oneself with a tyrant’s grip — one’s faculties rise in revolt — and one pays for outward calm with an almost unbearable inner...

how anxiously I yearned for those I had forsaken.