Ian Sear

“Sad people are the only real ones. They can tell you the truth about things; they have always known that there is no one you can depend upon forever and no change in your life, however great, that can keep you from being in the end what you were in the beginning: lost and lonely, sitting on an oilcloth watching the rest of the world do the butterfly stroke.”
― Anne Tyler, Celestial Navigation

“I like bones because they speak to a basic problem of mine: that human beings are at once living, thinking, laughing creatures, and also skeletons covered in dense, marbled meat.”
― Noreen Masud, A Flat Place

“It was the slow, deep hour before sunrise, when death is closest and dreams hold sway in men’s sleep. The air was warm and still, and the night hushed. There was a sense of everything slowing, of time losing half a tick in its clockwork progression, of life drifting momentarily from its inexorable pathway so that death, for a few precious moments, might be further delayed.”
― Terry Brooks, First King of Shannara

“Henrietta can feel that familiar blank expression forming on her face, the one that protected her through her lonely schooldays and then university and jobs where nobody spoke to her. It’s the face that hides the rising panic of knowing that she’s failed again.”
― Jo Leevers, Tell Me How This Ends