Fatimah Bibber

“But in another part of her head, the dark part where her oldest fears were housed, she knew there was another sort of reason for staying at home: she was afraid to go away alone.
[...] The characters in stories she read always seemed to go off without a thought or care, but in real life– well, the world was a dangerous place. People were always telling her so. And she would not be able to manage without protection. They were always telling her that, too.”
― Natalie Babbitt, Tuck Everlasting

“And Kappie sat there like a man with a puzzle with a hundred pieces, with a picture all but complete, with six or seven pieces that would not fit at all, whatever way you turned them; so that you knew this could not be the picture at all, but that the real picture must be something strange and different, and that the parts that looked complete must be something quite other, if these six or seven pieces were to be made to fit.”
― Alan Paton, Too Late the Phalarope

“Two tears in a bucket. Motherfuck it.’ That’s Mama, she’s a okay girl.”
― John Berendt, Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil

“Categories are the fuel and ammunition of all mistaken thought.”
― David Wroblewski, Familiaris