Ruth B

“Los Angeles, give me some of you! Los Angeles come to me the way I came to you, my feet over your streets, you pretty town I loved you so much, you sad flower in the sand, you pretty town!”
― John Fante

“One summer morning at sunrise a long time ago
I met a little girl with a book under her arm.
I asked her why she was out so early and
she answered that there were too many books and
far too little time. And there she was absolutely right.”
― Tove Jansson

“For small creatures such as we the vastness is bearable only through love.”
― Carl Sagan

“...the wicked lie, that the past is always tense and the future, perfect.”
― Zadie Smith, White Teeth