Rachel

“To crave and to have are as like as a thing and its shadow.”
― Marilynne Robinson

“War,' chanted Benton, 'war strangely is happiness to Diane.”
― Racter, The Policeman's Beard is Half-Constructed: Computer Prose and Poetry

“And as the moon rose higher the inessential houses began to melt away until gradually I became aware of the old island here that flowered once for Dutch sailors' eyes--a fresh, green breast of the new world. Its vanished trees, the trees that had made way for Gatsby's house, had once pandered in whispers to the last and greatest of all human dreams; for a transitory enchanted moment man must have held his breath in the presence of this continent, compelled into an aesthetic contemplation he neither understood nor desired, face to face for the last time in history with something commensurate to his capacity for wonder.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

“Anh Minh believed that if he could save three minutes here, five minutes there, then one day he could tally them all up and have enough to start life all over again.”
― Monique Truong, The Book of Salt