Nancy

“She loved these walks through London. She seemed, as she made them, to become porous, to soak in detail after detail; or else, like a battery, to become charged. Yes, that was it, she thought, as she turned a corner: it wasn’t a liquid creeping, it was a tingle, something electric, something produced as if by the friction of her shoes against the streets. She was at her truest, it seemed to her, in these tingling moments—these moments when, paradoxically,”
― Sarah Waters, The Paying Guests

“The man who does not read has no advantage over the man who cannot read.”
― Mark Twain

“Livin' is like pourin' water out of a tumbler into a dang Coca-Cola bottle. If'n you skeered you can't do it, you cain't. If'n you say to yourself, "By dang, I can do it!" then, by dang, you won't slosh a drop.”
― Olive Ann Burns, Cold Sassy Tree

“We are always the same age inside. ”
― Gertrude Stein