Max Geddes

“One weekend away doesnae make you a man. Ye're not too big to go over my knee."

Mungo stared right through her. First, he had not been man enough; now he was too much.”
― Douglas Stuart, Young Mungo

“This play of shadow bit by bit surrounded the head like a halo or high mark of distinction. But the figure of Justice was left bright except for an almost imperceptible touch of shadow; that brightness brought the figure sweeping right into the foreground and it no longer suggested the goddess of Justice, or even the goddess of Victory, but looked exactly like a goddess of the Hunt in full cry.”
― Franz Kafka, The Trial

“Our winters are very long here, very long and very monotonous. But we don't complain about it downstairs, we're shielded against the winter. Oh, spring does come eventually, and summer, and they last for a while, but now, looking back, spring and summer seem too short, as if they were not much more than a couple of days, and even on those days, no matter how lovely the day, it still snows occasionally.”
― Franz Kafka, The Castle

“All her life, Sunja has heard this sentiment from other women, that they must suffer - suffer as a girl, suffer as a wife, suffer as a mother - die suffering. Go-saeng - the word made her sick. What else was there besides this?”
― Min Jin Lee