Sierra

“It is nothing but a kind of microcosmos of communism—all that psychiatry,' rumbled Pnin, in his answer to Chateau. 'Why not leave their private sorrows to people? Is sorrow not, one asks, the only thing in the world people really possess?”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Pnin

“If I should ever die, God forbid, let this be my epitaph:
THE ONLY PROOF HE NEEDED
FOR THE EXISTENCE OF GOD
WAS MUSIC”
― kurt vonnegut

“The difference is that was then, this is now.”
― S.E. Hinton, That Was Then, This Is Now

“I just don't understand, Mother said.
She sat on the floor still, pliers and screwdrivers ranged about her. Tears streamed down her face.
It looked so pretty in the catalogue. So pretty. Not at all like this.”
― James Sallis, Drive