The Nice Thing About Strangers

Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.

When It Begins

I always loved twilight: it was the only time I had the feeling that something important could happen. All things were more beautiful bathed in twilight, all streets, all squares, and all the people walking through them; I even had the feeling that I was a handsome young man, and I liked looking at myself in the mirror, watching myself in the shop windows as I strode along, and even when I touched my face, I felt no wrinkles at my mouth or forehead. Yes, with twilight comes beauty.

–Bohumil Hrabal. Too Loud a Solitude.

Prague travel

5 comments on “When It Begins

  1. Maccabros
    December 18, 2013

    Come with me into the twilight,
    ´cause there is nothing to fear,
    we can speak about our wonders,
    or we could spare a little tear…

    • thenicethingaboutstrangers
      December 19, 2013

      Maccabros–Sehr schön. Haben Sie es schreiben?

      • Maccabros
        December 19, 2013

        Ja, ich habe es selbst geschrieben – I wrote it myself – but I think, the last verse sounds better with : or we spare a little tear…thanks for your german – nice to read it…

  2. kiwiskan
    December 19, 2013

    Twilight surely is a magical time

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