Susan

“She glanced around and saw a semicircle of graying men and women, and there was something so worn down about them, so benign and unassuming, that she felt at that moment they were as close to her as family. She wondered how she could have failed to realize that they would have been aging along with her all these years, going through more or less the same stages—rearing their children and saying goodbye to them, marveling at the wrinkles they discovered in the mirror, watching their parents turn fragile and uncertain. Somehow, she had pictured them still fretting over Prom Night.”
― Anne Tyler, Breathing Lessons

“One for sorrow, Two for joy, Three for a girl, Four for a boy, Five for silver, Six for gold, Seven for a secret Never to be told.”
― Anthony Horowitz, Magpie Murders

“bread. The Belgians understand chocolate. The Italians understand coffee and ice cream. The Germans understand precision, machines. (She in fact kept a Porsche in Paris.) The Swiss understand discretion. The Arabs understand honor, which embraces generosity and hospitality.”
― Helen DeWitt, The English Understand Wool

“who I was doing my best to be. But I have to tell you something There were times I hated you, but it was always I I have hated myself, and that was what it was You loved me”
― Virginia Evans, The Correspondent