Shane Boyd

“The aroma that hung in the air was equal parts perfume, dust and sweat. Somehow, it all smelled desperate.”
― Robert Jordan, A Crown of Swords

“The world,” he would remark to her a few weeks into their acquaintance, “is a terrible place and it was our misfortune to be have been born into it.”
― John Boyne, The Heart's Invisible Furies

“I’m nearly seventy, darling, everything is a stunning feat of memory these days. Cheers!” He raises his glass.”
― Richard Osman, The Man Who Died Twice

“Just as she had closed her eyes it had seemed she saw another woman, beyond the Aiel woman, watching them both. A golden-haired woman holding a silver bow.”
― Robert Jordan, The Shadow Rising