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“Have you no more memories?"
I am made of memories.
"Speak, then.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“She was the golden thread running through everything, a lens that magnified beauty so that the whole world stood transfigured in relation to her, and her alone.”
― Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch

“And yet she was wholly herself: a rarity.”
― Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch

“I missed her so much I wanted to die: a hard, physical longing, like a craving for air underwater.”
― Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch