Slytano

“What was it you said? After the math comes the aftermath?”
― Cormac McCarthy, The Passenger

“Heidi Schindler is Heidi Klauss now. Forty-one years old, she lives in a suburb of Frankfurt with a husband and four children, and is reasonably happy, certainly happier than she expected to be at twenty-three. The paperback copy of Howards End is still on the shelf in the spare bedroom, forgotten and unread, with the letter tucked neatly just inside the cover, next to an inscription in small, careful handwriting that reads: To dear Dexter. A great novel for your great journey. Travel well and return safely with no tattoos. Be good, or as good as you are able. Bloody hell, I’ll miss you. All my love, your good friend Emma Morley, Clapton, London, April 1990”
― David Nicholls, One Day

“I had been driving toward a house that had not existed for decades.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane

“I want xto talk to you about the glass of water with the creature in it,” Matilda said.”
― Roald Dahl, Matilda