Rebecca

“Maybe I am lonely.”
It’s not the words she says, but how she says them. Quiet. Embarrassed. Like somehow it’s her fault she hasn’t found what she’s looking for yet.”
― B.K. Borison, First-Time Caller

“It was not so much a peculiar question as a peculiar time to ask it. These small ritual sniffings—the finding of slots and niches for each other—are usually accomplished in the first few moments of conversation, pontoons laid down, one by one, in the bridge that will lead to friendship, or away from it. The lapse of time and space around his question gave it an odd portent.”
― Anne Rivers Siddons, The House Next Door

“What we feel when we read does not remain on the page. We take it with us. We absorb it. It doesn’t have to change us, exactly (though it can), but it does affect us. It becomes part of the accumulation of all the little moments that make up our lives. Whether you read for education, for understanding, for a challenge, for fun, for relaxation, for escape, for another reason, or any combination of these, those hours have meaning. Reading is a solitary act that nevertheless connects you to others. It sets your interiority ablaze with ideas, connections, disagreements, or pleasures. In the process, you also learn to recognize — and to value — the world inside your mind.”
― Rebecca Romney, Jane Austen's Bookshelf

“If it was an old house, I’d almost think it was haunted, but who ever heard of a haunted contemporary less than a year old?”
― Anne Rivers Siddons, The House Next Door