Jennifer

“Yes, you are in your room, calm; you open the book to page one, no, to the last page, first you want to see how long it is. It's not too long, fortunately. Long novels written today are perhaps a contradiction: the dimension of time has been shattered, we cannot love or think except in fragments of time each of which goes off along its own trajectory and immediately disappears.”
― Italo Calvino, If on a Winter's Night a Traveler

“I cannot help but wonder how many of us walk through our lives, day after day, feeling slightly broken and alone, surrounded all the time by others who feel exactly the same way.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“The novel begins in a railway station, a locomotive huffs, steam from a piston covers the opening of the chapter, a cloud of smoke hides part of the first paragraph.”
― Italo Calvino, If on a Winter's Night a Traveler

“To be so lovely and so lost. To be all answerful with all that knowing trapped inside. To be beautiful and broken.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things