Pellerin

“Each man is the bard of his own existence. This is how he is joined to the world.”
― Cormac McCarthy, Cities of the Plain

“Is that what we come into the world for, to hurry to an office, and work hour after hour till night, then hurry home and dine and go to a theatre? Is that how I must spend my youth? Youth lasts so short a time, Bateman. And when I am old, what have I to look forward to? To hurry from my home in the morning to my office and work hour after hour after hour till night, and then hurry home again, and dine and go to a theatre? That may be worthwhile if you make a fortune; I don’t know, it depends on your nature; but if you don’t, is it worth while then? I want to make more out of my life than that, Bateman.”
― W. Somerset Maugham, Rain and Other South Sea Stories

“A sad angel with gentle feminine hands, as red as those of a peasant woman, with lips perfumed with honey, tobacco and green tea.”
― Simone de Beauvoir

“No wonder, he thought, that the panhandle people were a godly lot, for they lived in sudden, violent atmospheres. Weather kept them humble.

... it was real muggy earlier, hot enough to cook a bear. Anyway, you get used a rapid weather change.”
― Annie Proulx