Brock Hurston

“And the candle by the light of which she had been reading that book filled with anxieties, deceptions, grief and evil, flared up brighter than ever, lit up for her all that had once been darkness, sputtered, grew dim and went out for ever.”
― Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

“One can show no greater respect than to weep for a stranger.”
― José Saramago, Seeing