Kaiser

“In his extreme youth Stoner had thought of love as an absolute state of being to which, if one were lucky, one might find access; in his maturity he had decided it was the heaven of a false religion, toward which one ought to gaze with an amused disbelief, a gently familiar contempt, and an embarrassed nostalgia. Now in his middle age he began to know that it was neither a state of grace nor an illusion; he saw it as a human act of becoming, a condition that was invented and modified moment by moment and day by day, by the will and the intelligence and the heart.”
― John Williams, Stoner

“My Halloween costume is Godot. I'm not showing up at the party, just texting the host every 10 minutes that I'm on my way.”
― Wynne McLaughlin

“A procession of silver pencils marched down an endless tunnel of corruption.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Despair

“She was a great girl-shaped forest. She was a thing on fire. Her hand was leaves and smoke and snow and flesh all at once.”
― Mona Awad, Bunny