Eternalramblings (Mayank Mittal)

“I wanted to high-five the fuck out of myself then do a victory dance. But I didn’t, because, you know, manly.”
― L.H. Cosway, The Hooker and the Hermit

“And so I began to read,' Sorkar said. 'And at first the complete works were like a jungle, the language was quicksand. Metaphors turned beneath my feet and became biting snakes, similes fled from my grasp like frightened deer, taking all meaning with them. All was alien, and amidst the hanging, entangling creepers of this foreign grammar, all sound became a cacophany. I feared for myself, for my health and sanity, but then I thought of my purpose, of where I was and who I was, of pain and I pressed on.”
― Vikram Chandra, Red Earth and Pouring Rain

“In his entirely personal experience of them, English was jazz music, German was classical music, French was ecclesiastical music, and Spanish was from the streets. Which is to stay, stab his heart and it would bleed French, slice his brain open and its convolutions would be lined with English and German, and touch his hands and they would feel Spanish.”
― Yann Martel, Beatrice and Virgil

“I could easily forgive his pride, if he had not mortified mine.”
― Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice