TheMidnightSun

“Writing could do that. Here was a way of reaching someone, of being with them, when they were not and never could be. Here was where we met. Here was where the distinction between us blurred.”
― Claire-Louise Bennett, Checkout 19

“The strangest thing about jealousy is that it can populate an entire city, the whole world, with a person you have never met.”
― Annie Ernaux, The Possession

“I want to paint like Berthe Morisot, I don’t mean with her colours or forms or anything physical, but with her simplicity and light. I don’t want to be clever or great or “significant” or given all that clumsy masculine analysis. I want to paint sunlight on children’s faces, or flowers in a hedge or a street after April rain. The essences. Not the things themselves. Swimmings of light on the smallest things. Or am I being sentimental? Depressed. I’m so far from everything. From normality. From light. From what I want to be.”
― John Fowles, The Collector

“Later on we often had a book with us.

Our fingers tingle, madly, madly yes, just as if they are coming to life.”
― Claire-Louise Bennett, Checkout 19