Jing

“The sun had set when we left the museum that day, and the holidaymakers had long since departed. The wind had dropped; already a nighttime chill had begun to creep into the air. In the brief desert twilight the pyramids stood out in all their ruined majesty, dark hulks that loomed
against the last apricot-coloured g l ow in the western sky. At night the Giza plateau is a lonely place, cold and forbidding, inhabited only by a
few guards, wrapped like mummies against the night wind, and the yapping, threatening pi-dogs of Egypt.

From a time long before King Cheops this plateau had been a sacred burying ground, and even today there is about it a sense of holiness and mystery, especially in the empty silences of the night. The ancient people who built these monuments, and apparently buried their kings within, are in a way as mysterious to us as the pyramids themselves.”
― Nancy Jenkins

“She had collided with an elk and died...At twenty-four minutes to eleven her heart had stopped pumping the blood around her body.

One single muscle in a single person's body. A speck of dust in time. And the world was dead. David stood next to her bed with his arms by his sides, the headache burning behind his forehead.

Here lay his whole future, everything good that he could even imagine would come from life. Here lay the last twelve years of his past. Everything gone; and time shrank to a single unbearable now.”
― John Ajvide Lindqvist, Handling the Undead

“Elvy whispered, "Holy Virgin..." and did not dare to look. Because suddenly she understood what it meant, _tribulation, such was not since the beginning of the world_. It was what could be read in Mary's eyes. The suffering of a mother confronted with her dead child--and that child the sum of all goodness. Not simply the pain of watchin the child that you have nursed and cherished be tortured and executed, but the suffering, too, that there is a world in which such things happen.”
― John Ajvide Lindqvist, Handling the Undead

“He had only thought, and Wolsey had only thought, that the Emperor and Spain would be against it. Only the Emperor. He smiles in the dark, hands behind his head. He doesn't say which people, but waits for Liz to tell him. 'All women,' she says. 'All women everywhere in England. All women who have a daughter but not a son. All women who have lost a child. All women who have lost any hope of having a child. All women who are forty.”
― Hilary Mantel, Wolf Hall