Sarah

“Excited, afraid, homeless, fat, dying, but at least if we made that first step we had somewhere to go, we had a purpose. And we really didn’t have anything better to do at half past three on a Thursday afternoon than to start a 630-mile walk.”
― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path

“Mina Foi’s finger zipped out and collected a stray sliver of fried onion that lay upon the tablecloth, and she put the sliver in her mouth with an absent-minded expression, not glancing about to see if anyone had spotted her because if nobody sees you, you didn’t do what you did. She was brimful of sadness for no particular reason, just a poignancy, a melancholy that comes from eating such royal food when your life is so very empty, when there is austerity in all matters save dinner.”
― Kiran Desai, The Loneliness of Sonia and Sunny

“Money poisons you when you’ve got it, and starves you when you haven’t.”
― D.H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover

“In politics, she’d discovered that so few systems worked—but libraries did. The world was not yet wholly bereft of things to believe in.”
― Kerry Clare, Waiting for a Star to Fall