Lucía

“You probably have someone in your life whom you’d do something stupid for.”
― Fredrik Backman, Anxious People

“It’s such an odd thing, the way you can know someone so perfectly through what they read.”
― Fredrik Backman, Anxious People

“Her shudder turned into a shiver as a urry of snowakes whirled past.

She squinted upward, astonished to see that the sky, which had been blue just minutes ago, was now falling with soft winter clouds. White flakes spiraled downward, spinning past the Royal Library’s dome, swirling around the bronze pegasus atop its spire, which she was convinced now reared in a slightly different position than before.

Nathaniel had also stopped to take in the view. “Do you remember the last time it snowed in Hemlock Park?”

“Of course.” Blood rushed to her cheeks at the look he was giving her. How could she forget? The frost and the candlelight, the way time had seemed to stop when they kissed, and how he had parted her
dressing gown so carefully, with only one hand—

She wasn’t sure which of them leaned in first. For a moment nothing existed outside the brush of their lips, tentative at rst, and then the heat of their mouths, all-consuming.

“I seem to recall,” Nathaniel murmured as she twined a hand into his hair, “that this”—another kiss —“is a public street.”

“The street wouldn’t exist without us,” she replied. “The public wouldn’t, either.”

The kiss went on, blissful, until someone whistled nearby.”
― Margaret Rogerson, Sorcery of Thorns

“...there’s such an unbelievable amount that we’re all supposed to be able to cope with these days. You’re supposed to have a job, and somewhere to live, and a family (...) We don’t have a plan, we just do our best to get through the day, because there’ll be another one coming along tomorrow.Sometimes it hurts, it really hurts, for no other reason than the fact that our skin doesn’t feel like it’s ours. Sometimes we panic, because the bills need paying and we have to be grown-up and we don’t know how, because it’s so horribly, desperately easy to fail at being grown-up.”
― Fredrik Backman, Anxious People