He smells of leather, oil paint, tobacco, marijuana and the faint metallic smell of cocaine. He wears handmade wool sweaters and long Mexican ponchos. He never walks in a straight line. He zigzags wherever he is going

Widow Basquiat

Jennifer Clement

It turns out that relationships don’t require sacrifices. They just require growing up — and the ability to stop clinging to immature needs that are so tenacious, they keep the mature needs from getting met

The Truth

Neil Strauss

Whatever they are now, or may be in the future, the Rolling Stones, when they were young, put themselves in jeopardy many times, because of who they were, what they were, how they lived, what they believed

The True Adventures of the Rolling Stones

Stanley Booth

The old drunk told me about trout fishing. When he could talk, he had a way of describing trout as if they were a precious and intelligent metal

Trout Fishing in America

Richard Brautigan

Acting to me was, and is, straightforward: you see the words on the page; memorise; then say them out loud. (With radio, you don’t even have to memorise them)

Toast on Toast

Steven Toast

Letters have the power to grant us a larger life. They reveal motivation and deepen understanding. They are evidential. They change lives, and they rewire history

To the Letter

Simon Garfield

We're all in sales now

To Sell Is Human

Daniel H. Pink

We have brought this cauldron of rush upon ourselves. Time seems faster because we have made it so

Timekeepers

Simon Garfield

If you’d glanced just once across the field, you’d have seen me standing in the middle on my own, looking straight at you . . . But you didn’t. You only had eyes for Alice

Things We Have in Common

Tasha Kavanagh

One September morning, Giovanni Drogo, being newly commissioned, set out from the city for Fort Bastiani; it was his first posting.This was the day he had looked forward for years - the beginning of his real life

The Tartar Steppe

Dino Buzzati

She should have kept him with her, should not have let him go. A crazy thought. She couldn’t have stopped him. Never could

Ten Days

Gillian Slovo

Tabard Inn to Canterbury Cathedral, Poet pilgrims competing for free picks, Chaucer Tales, track by track, it's the remix and we're keeping it real, reminisce this: Chaucer Tales were an unfinished business.

Telling Tales

Patience Agbabi

Simon’s Cat in ‘Window Pain’

Do you know what a time being is? Well, if you give me a moment, I will tell you. A time being is someone who lives in time, and that means you, and me, and every one of us who is, or was, or ever will be

A Tale for the Time Being

Ruth Ozeki

It’s big, it’s fat, it’s Simon’s Cat!

Simon's Cat

Simon Tofield

It would take her thousands of steps to get anywhere, but she would get there easily, and when she arrived, in the present, it would seem like it had been a single movement that brought her there

Taipei

Tao Lin

He’s called Kasper. He’s an Italian prisoner. Kasper has been his code name for a long time, his battle name in a life filled with battles. Now his only battle is to stay alive

The Supernotes Affair

Agent Kasper & Luigi Carletti

For she’d met with books, she went into them to a magic land far from Echt, out and away and south

Sunset Song

Lewis Grassic Gibbon

The best way to help a child through a challenging moment is to give them a story about it, whether they’re being bullied, have fallen in love for the first time, or the tooth-fairy failed to show up

The Story Cure

Ella Berthoud & Susan Elderkin

The abandoned universe was such a weird place, because even though it had been shut down for ever, there were still lights on inside, as if nothing had changed

Some Rain Must Fall And Other Stories

Michel Faber

Mathematics is a world of eternal truths and abstract perfection. Exploring its transcendent beauty can be a spiritual experience

Snowflake Seashell Star

Alex Bellos

If my decomposing carcass helps nourish the roots of a juniper tree or the wings of a vulture—that is immortality enough for me. And as much as anyone deserves.

Smoke Gets in Your Eyes

Caitlin Doughty

Trickster is the mythic embodiment of ambiguity and ambivalence, doubleness and duplicity, contradiction and paradox… A boundary-crosser

Trickster Makes This World

Lewis Hyde

The only visible sign of his power was a woman lying beside him, unmoving, her head resting on his lap, eyes closed, arms hidden under a loose red robe that spread around her, like a flame, on the ash-coloured mat

Silk

Alessandro Baricco