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“What she did learn from all the books was something else, something she hadn't really been expecting, which was that the story of loneliness is much longer than the story of life. In the sense of what most people mean by living, she said. Without children or partner, without meaningful family or a home, a day can last an eternity: a life without those things is a life without a story, a life in which there is nothing - no narrative dramas - to alleviate the cruelly meticulous passing of time.”

Quote by Rachel Cusk

Book:Transit

Work

Transit

In this gripping narrative, readers are immersed in a world where the government controls the movement of its citizens, leading to a life of constant displacement and uncertainty. The story follows a protagonist navigating the harsh realities of this society, highlighting themes of identity, freedom, and the human spirit. more

Author

Rachel Cusk
Rachel Cusk

Rachel Cusk, born in 1967, is a distinguished British novelist. Her works are renowned for their unique narrative style and profound insights into modern life. Cusk's writing spans a range of themes including personal experience, family relationships, and social change, and has garnered widespread acclaim from readers. more

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