Eve

“Dad, I said, you'll never build the Glass Castle.”
― Jeannette Walls, The Glass Castle

“As the night wore on (phosphorescent in the streetlamps, violet city midnights that never quite faded to black) I turned from side to side, the low ceiling over the bunk pressing down on me so heavily that sometimes I woke convinced I was lying underneath the bed instead of on top of it.”
― Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch

“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

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