Mohamed

“When Unguarded Thoughts Returned Over Breakfast

--He needs to eat
and so opens the fridge to retrieve
along with bread
a brick of butter.

--[illegible], Paris.
July 26, 1988”
― Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves

“It is the fate of all things to ripen, and then to decay.”
― James Fenimore Cooper, The Prairie

“It is just dawn, daylight: that gray and lonely suspension filled with the peaceful and tentative waking of birds. The air, inbreathed, is like spring water. He breathes deep and slow, feeling with each breath himself diffuse in the natural grayness, becoming one with loneliness and quiet that has never known fury or despair. "That was all I wanted," he thinks, in a quiet and slow amazement. "That was all, for thirty years. That didn't seem to be a whole lot to ask in thirty years.”
― William Faulkner, Light in August

“I--buy, and I sell."
"You're a thief.”
― Tamora Pierce, Alanna: The First Adventure