Beth Basilius

“While the splendors that elude us in youth are likely to receive our casual contempt in adolescence and our measured consideration in adulthood, they forever hold us in their thrall. Thus, in the days that followed”
― Amor Towles, A Gentleman in Moscow

“Music is clean, clear, its rules are forever, another country for the mind to go to, and so this search for employment among the drinking places of Galveston did not bother him. To Simon, the world of musical structures was far more real than the shoddy saloons in which he had to play. Nothing could match it, nothing in this day-to-day world could ever come up to it. It existed outside him. It was better than he was. He was always on foot in that world, an explorer in busted shoes.”
― Paulette Jiles, Simon the Fiddler

“were crowded in elbow to elbow and ethos to ethos, shrouded in a haze of cigarette smoke.”
― Amor Towles, Rules of Civility

“Spring arrives. It always finds us, in the end. The wind sweeps winter away, the trees rustle and birds start making a fuss, and nature suddenly crashes through with a deafening roar where the snow has swallowed every echo for months.”
― Fredrik Backman, Anxious People