I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings — John Fowles, The Magus
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I knew that on that island one was driven back into the past. There was so much space, so much silence, so few meetings that one too easily saw out of the present, and then the past seemed ten times closer than it was.

— John Fowles, The Magus
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