Rebekah

“She leaned out of the window slow and sleepy, and the light came through her nightdress like sand through a sieve.”
― Laurie Lee, Cider with Rosie

“And the boy whose hair remained the color of lemons forever.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“For if the modern mind is whimsical and discursive, the classical mind is narrow, unhesitating, relentless. It is not a quality of intelligence that one encounters frequently these days. But though I can digress with the best of them, I am nothing in my soul if not obsessive.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History