Jeanette

“They wouldn't want you to mope, would they? Those who didn't make it. Not after all they did for you, even if they did nothing but die, and unwillingly, and not for you.”
― Margaret Atwood, Old Babes in the Wood: Stories

“He had no map. Getting lost didn't concern him. He was lost before he started. Going home was the greater unknown.”
― James Kestrel, Five Decembers

“I'd been looking forward to reading my book--to escaping for a while into someone else's concerns. But after several minutes, I was forced to return to the beginning of the chapter and start it again. I read more slowly this time, concentrating on putting the words together carefully, and yet the sentences refused to reveal any of their meaning to me, and I found myself going over the same lines again and again, puzzling at certain banal phrases, at descriptions of the scenery and the weather.”
― Sara Davis, The Scapegoat

“The man had sparse, oily hair parted down the center and that particular style of wiry, unkempt mustache that reached so far from his face it seemed liable to attack passersby.”
― Nathan Harris, The Sweetness of Water