Sarah

“She was a wicked thing sometimes. All full of want. As if the shape of the world depended on her mood. As if she were important.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“Chance and chance alone has a message for us. Everything that occurs out of necessity, everything expected, repeated day in and day out, is mute. Only chance can speak to us.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“Looking out over the courtyard at the dirty walls, he realized he had no idea whether it was hysteria or love.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“In Tereza’s eyes, books were the emblems of a secret brotherhood. For she had but a single weapon against the world of crudity surrounding her: the novels. She had read any number of them, from Fielding to Thomas Mann. They not only offered the possibility of an imaginary escape from a life she found unsatisfying; they also had a meaning for her as physical objects: she loved to walk down the street with a book under her arm. It had the same significance for her as an elegant cane from the dandy a century ago. It differentiated her from others.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being