Eva

“Ik deed Sohrabs deur dicht en vroeg me af of vergiffenis op die manier opbloeit: niet met het trompetgeschal van een openbaring, maar met de pijn die zijn boeltje pakt en midden in de nacht onaangekondigd wegglipt.”
― Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner

“He wants to feel lighter, to feel brighter, but the room darkens, and he can feel a storm creeping in.
He was twelve when the first one rolled through. He didn't see it coming. One day the skies were blue and the next the clouds were low and dense, and the next, the wind was up and it was pouring rain.
It would be years before Henry learned to think of those dark times as storms, to believe that they would pass, if he could simply hold on long enough.”
― V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

“I am not a daredevil. I am not an adrenaline junkie. In fact, I wouldn't even call myself mildy athletic, seeing as the last time I ran was for a taxi home on a Friday night after a few too many at The Black Boar. I've generally been known to tuck away in my little cottage with a good book and go to the library and wander through the labyrinths of shelves or make a cup of tea and spend a lazy day gazing at a computer screen. Even on my days off.”
― Colleen Coleman, For Once in My Life

“Al die jaren hebben je gebracht waar je nu bent, hield ze zichzelf voor. Die jaren waren onontbeerlijk geweest. Als je gelukkig was geboren, hoe wist je dan wat het betekende om gelukkig te zijn? Hoe kon je je fijne leventje waarderen als je nooit in de shit had gezeten?”
― Jenny Colgan, Summer at Little Beach Street Bakery