Janey

“His old riot of black hair was now a translucent scrim of white, but his blue eyes still threw sparks.”
― Laura Hillenbrand, Unbroken: A World War II Story of Survival, Resilience and Redemption

“The fate of peoples is made like this, two men in small rooms. Forget the coronations, the conclaves of cardinals, the pomp and processions. This is how the world changes: a counter pushed across a table, a pen stroke that alters the force of a phrase, a woman’s sigh as she passes and leaves on the air a trail of orange flower or rose water; her hand pulling close the bed curtain, the discreet sigh of flesh against flesh.”
― Hilary Mantel, Wolf Hall

“I thought you seemed like someone who might enjoy backgammon," said the kid, gravely mistaken.”
― Michael Chabon, Manhood for Amateurs

“I thought clay must feel happy in the good potter's hand.”
― Janet Fitch, White Oleander