Hilary

“It was herself she was exhausted by. She had lost the ability to keep her discrete worlds discrete—a skill that many consider to be the cornerstone of sanity. The traffic inside her head seemed to have stopped believing in traffic lights. The result was incessant noise, a few bad crashes and eventually gridlock.”
― Arundhati Roy, The Ministry of Utmost Happiness

“I was afraid of it, because I liked it. It excited me.”
― Siri Hustvedt, What I Loved

“Thirty-one.
Not old.
Not young.
But a viable die-able age.”
― Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things

“I stop painting entirely. I get a job in advertising. I get older. I grow up, I suppose. I never look back except in those moments when I can’t stop fucking thinking about it.”
― Jami Attenberg, All Grown Up