Sam Young

“We could never have loved the earth so well if we had had no childhood in it, if it were not the earth where the same flowers come up again every spring that we used to gather with our tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass, the same hips and haws on the autumn hedgerows, the same redbreasts that we used to call ‘God’s birds’ because they did no harm to the precious crops. What novelty is worth that sweet monotony where everything is known and loved because it is known?”
― George Eliot, The Mill on the Floss

“She must still discover that myths are basic truths twisted into mnemonics, instructions posted from the past, memories waiting to become predictions.”
― Richard Powers

“There are a few times in life when you leap up and the past that you’d been standing on falls away behind you, and the future you mean to land on is not yet in place, and for a moment you’re suspended, knowing nothing and no one, not even yourself.”
― Ann Patchett, The Dutch House

“It must be a comfort, having them with you,” Andrea said to him, not of his children but of his paintings.”
― Ann Patchett, The Dutch House