Eve

“Cinnamon-colored walls, rain on the windowpanes, vast quiet and a sense of depth and distance, like the varnish over the background of a nineteenth-century paintings. Rugs worn to threads, painted Japanese fans and antique valentines flickering in candlelight, Pierrots and doves and flowergarlanded hearts.”
― Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch

“For me, the watches of that long night passed in ghastly wakefulness; strained by dread: such dread as children only can feel.”
― Charlotte Brontë

“After all those years of roaming, they'd found home.”
― Jeannette Walls, The Glass Castle

“Why did i obsess over people like this? Was it normal to fixate on strangers in this particular vivid, fevered way? I didn't think so. It was impossible to imagine some random passer-by on the street forming quite such an interest in me.”
― Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch