Lex

“Grief was a place, Sara understood, where a person went alone. It was like a room without doors, and what happened in that room, all the anger and the pain you felt, was meant to stay there, nobody’s business but yours.”
― Justin Cronin, The Passage

“She thought that men such as her father could be stern and men could be cold like Virgil, but women needed to be liked or they’d be in trouble.”
― Silvia Moreno-Garcia, Mexican Gothic

“The universe was so beautiful it hurt. So very, very beautiful. And yet, at the same time, so full of ugliness. Some born of the inexorable demands of entropy; some born of the cruelty that seemed innate to all sentient beings. And none of it made any sense. It was all glorious, horrible nonsense, fit to inspire both despair and numinosity.”
― Christopher Paolini, To Sleep in a Sea of Stars