Andrea

“Sadie, do you see this? This is a persimmon tree! This is my favorite fruit." Marx picked a fat orange persimmon from the tree, and he sat down on the now termite-free wooden deck, and he ate it, juice running down his chin. "Can you believe our luck?" Max said. "We bought a house with a tree that has my actual favorite fruit!"
Sam used to say that Marx was the most fortunate person he had ever met - he was lucky with lovers, in business, in looks, in life. But the longer Sadie knew Marx, the more she thought Sam hadn't truly understood the nature of Marx's good fortune. Marx was fortunate because he saw everything as if it were a fortuitous bounty. It was impossible to know - were persimmons his favorite fruit, or had hey just now become his favorite fruit because there they were, growing in his own backyard? He had certainly never mentioned persimmons before.”
― Gabrielle Zevin, Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow

“And Bada lay there watching until the three white dots could no longer be distinguished from the waves, the sea, the sky -- everything that made up this hard, ugly, broken, and beautiful world where, in the end, absolutely nothing mattered except how much one loved.”
― Juhea Kim, A Love Story from the End of the World: Stories

“To Marx, it seemed foolish not to love as many things as you could.”
― Gabrielle Zevin, Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow

“In four months, he had become a living embodiment of l’chaim, a toast to life. A”
― James McBride, The Heaven & Earth Grocery Store