Maria Dobos

“We have our store of days and we spend them like forgetful drunkards.”
― Sebastian Barry, Days Without End

“There is no hard and fast line that can be drawn that says: Up to here there was no love; from here on there is now love. Love is a gradual thing, it may take a moment, a month, or a year to come on, and in each two its gradations are different. With some it comes fast, with some it comes slowly. Sometimes one kindles from the other, sometimes both kindle spontaneously. And once in a tragic while one kindles only after the other has already dimmed and gone out, and has to burn forlornly alone.

("Too Nice A Day To Die")”
― Cornell Woolrich, Tonight, Somewhere in New York: The Last Stories and an Unfinished Novel

“What gets imagined is what then gets done. Science fiction writers imagine the future long before it comes to pass.”
― Paul Kitcatt, We Care For You

“They say when the angels play for God, they play Bach, but when they play for each other, they play Mozart.”
― Paul Kitcatt, We Care For You