Sara

“The universe has cancer. It has one tiny, appallingly deadly tumour which cannot be excised. In the future, the tumour will expand and it will eat into the universe until there is nothing left, and then the cancer will be the universe, but we won’t be in it. We’ll be dead, and in fact we’ll never have existed at all, because the cancer will have swallowed time and unravelled it and nothing which has ever happened in this universe will exist anymore, not even as history.”
― Nick Harkaway, Gnomon

“Only she can say if, in fact, she has managed to insert herself into this extremely long chain of words to modify my text, to purposely supply the missing links, to unhook others without letting it show, to say of me more than I want, more than I’m able to say.”
― Elena Ferrante, The Story of the Lost Child

“And so later Hannah was back at the kitchen table in her house. Sitting where she’d sat earlier. Her place. Hannah didn’t know that humankind has a deep-set belief in the idea that we create and maintain reality through ritual, that repeated actions are what keep the spheres in alignment. She also didn’t know that it doesn’t work, and that there are far older, more complex, and much darker designs in motion, ones that override ours as effortlessly as a crack of thunder blotting out birdsong.”
― Michael Marshall Smith, Hannah Green and Her Unfeasibly Mundane Existence: A Humorous Urban Fantasy About Family Secrets and a World Where Nothing Is as It Seems

“Every intense relationship between human beings is full of traps, and if you want it to endure you have to learn to avoid them.”
― Elena Ferrante, The Story of the Lost Child