Sarah

“I withdraw my consent from reality. I deny it my assistance. I dedicate myself to the temptations of escapism, and throw myself wholeheartedly into the endlessness of unreality.”
― Ursula Poznanski, Erebos

“Wie ich dich liebe, wenn du grinst. Wenn sich dein Gesicht auf einen Schlag ganz weit öffnet und deine schönen Wimpern Licht in deine Augen lassen und alles um deinen Kopf herum merkwürdig zu flimmern scheint. Ich habe noch nie so viel Freundlichkeit und Wärme in einem Gesicht gesehen wie in deinem, wenn du lächelst. Es macht mich jedes Mal ganz sprachlos. Jedes Mal wie ein kleiner Tritt in den Magen. Ein schöner Tritt. Kann man das so sagen? Dein Lächeln ist wie ein schöner Tritt in den Magen. Es nimmt mir den Atem. Kurz und schmerzhaft.”
― Sarah Kuttner, Wachstumsschmerz

“And it came to me then. That we were wonderful traveling companions but in the end no more than lonely lumps of metal in their own separate orbits. From far off they look like beautiful shooting stars, but in reality they're nothing more than prisons, where each of us is locked up alone, going nowhere. When the orbits of these two satellites of ours happened to cross paths, we could be together. Maybe even open our hearts to each other. But that was only for the briefest moment. In the next instant we'd be in absolute solitude. Until we burned up and became nothing.”
― Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

“Long ago, men went to sea, and women waited for them, standing on the edge of the water, scanning the horizon for the tiny ship. Now I wait for Henry. He vanishes unwillingly, without warning. I wait for him. Each moment that I wait feels like a year, an eternity. Each moment is as slow and transparent as glass. Through each moment I can see infinite moments lined up, waiting. Why has he gone where I cannot follow?”
― Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife