Laura Jackson

“A simple hope of being with someone, of actually being wanted, of being touched, had drawn her in. But these hurried groping hands were only a taking, not a sharing or giving.”
― Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing

“How much do you trade to defeat loneliness?”
― Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing

“One side made the discussion about racism—looking down at the case from ten thousand feet. The other side examined each detail of each case with a magnifying glass. What was the police officer like? What did he do, precisely? One side saw a forest, but no trees. The other side saw trees and no forest.”
― Malcolm Gladwell, Talking to Strangers: What We Should Know About the People We Don’t Know

“I wasn't aware that words could hold so much. I didn't know a sentence could be so full.”
― Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing