Virgil

“Maren has been afraid a long time now, but as the carriage shakes her like a lentil in a boot, her fear is transformed into indifference, and then a peculiar delight. She looks out upon the meadows, the fields, the dew ponds filled with water after the rain. Maren decides she will be a stupid wife. Perhaps she has been one all along. She shrugs off all responsibility. About her brain she wraps a film of lies, so now no one can get to her, and no one can get to Karen or the others.”
― Olga Ravn, The Wax Child

“I love life, she says, it belongs to me.”
― Olga Ravn, The Wax Child

“Sleeping gave me time off from myself — a delicious sort of respite. Without it I grow overfamiliar, sticky with self-contempt.”
― Julia Armfield, Salt Slow

“Her lavender-gray skirt, shiny from wear, flamed into a blazing ball.”
― Olga Ravn, The Wax Child