Elo-Mall Toomet

“Life's very like a husband you know, my dear; it makes you bring forth fruit.”
― Elizabeth Goudge, The Castle on the Hill

“He wonders, without necessarily believing in ghosts, whether their ghosts wander. It comes to him that even if they do, even if he were to take up his coat now and go walking the back roads and the mountain sides, he wouldn't meet them. Their lives and their deaths grew out of a land that Cal isn't made from and hasn't sown or harvested, and they've soaked back into that land. He could walk right through those ghosts and never feel their urgent prickle. He wonders if Trey ever meets them, on long walks homewards under the dimming sky.”
― Tana French, The Searcher

“But the other tribe — the passionate, tragic, rootless tree — man? Alas! He is a creature whose highest privileges are a curse. In his mouth is ever the bitter-sweet taste of life and death, unknown to the trees. Without respite he is dragged by the two wild horses, memory and hope; and he is tormented by a secret that he can never tell. For every man worthy of the name is an initiate; but each one into different Mysteries.”
― Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist

“Nella vita, se uno vuol capire, capire sul serio come stanno le cose di questo mondo, deve morire almeno una volta. E allora, dato che la legge è questa, meglio morire da giovani, quando uno ha ancora tanto tempo davanti a sé, per tirarsi su e risuscitare...Capire da vecchi è brutto, molto più brutto.”
― Giorgio Bassani, The Garden of the Finzi-Continis