Some things are too terrible to grasp at once. Other things - naked, sputtering, indelible in their horror - are too terrible to really grasp ever at all. It is only later, in solitude, in memory that the realization dawns: when the ashes are cold; when the mourners have departed; when one looks around and finds oneself - quite to one's surprise - in an entirely different world.

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Donna Tartt, The Secret History.
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10 tracks by Raised by Swans, Foals, Susanne Sundfor and others.

10 tracks