There are two varieties of men. Some understand 'some women', the others are those who simply 'understand women'. - Sten Nadolny

The game went on. John had understood nothing. Everything was too fast: the game, the other's talk, the goings-on in the street...

Now everything would be different; a little today, all of it tomorrow.

Present and past—what had Dr. Orme said about that? The light was most fully in the present when, flaring up, it met John's eye directly. Whatever else he saw must have been lit up before and now shone only within his own eye—a light of the past.