Jude

“Foreigners often know a city far better than its denizens, the way they know an acquired language better than its native speakers; they just speak with an accent, which will always mark them as outsiders regardless of their efforts to brush off those dead-giveaway inflections that disclose the beat of their hearts.”
― André Aciman, Roman Year: A Memoir

“The problem with love, of course, is that it frequently asks too much of unlovable people. It can be hard, on even the best of days, to compel oneself to be selfless and patient and undemanding or even halfway reasonable when one is not given to any of those behaviours. But these are nonetheless the qualities that love demands.”
― Julia Armfield, Private Rites

“I am glad I still exist glad for cats and moss and Turkish indigo and yet to be light upon the earth to be steel bent around an endless black to once again be God’s own tuning fork and yet and yet”
― Kaveh Akbar, Calling a Wolf a Wolf

“If a harp lay down and fell asleep and you bludgeoned its dreams with felted hammers then you would have a piano.”
― Richard Siken, I Do Know Some Things