Roberta

“It’s that moment about two months in, when you think you’ve finally got a handle on the place. Suddenly it feels within your grasp. It’s a delusion – you’ve only been there eight weeks – and it’s followed by the complete despair of ever understanding anything. But at the moment the place feels entirely yours. It’s the briefest, purest euphoria.”
― Lily King, Euphoria

“[she felt] sorry for herself, for getting older, for being mortal, for all the music she still wanted to hear, the books she intended to read, the places she had meant to visit, the things she had promised herself she'd learn one day [...] and probably never would because time was beginning to feel like a fast express train that no longer stopped at all the stations.”
― Francesca Marciano, The Other Language

“Perhaps she just needed to remind herself more often how that gold was still floating above her head, it's minuscule particles visible only when pierced by a certain light.”
― Francesca Marciano, The Other Language

“She stared at me and nodded into the silence between us, as if I were still talking and making perfect sense.”
― Lily King, Euphoria