Peter Giner

“I brought my face up and put my head back, baring my neck to the wind like a lover, to the rain like an offering.”
― Iain Banks, The Wasp Factory

“Little by little - no, a lot by a lot - they all took from her. No one gave her anything. Mitsuko became a hollow shell.”
― Koushun Takami, Battle Royale

“People frequently comment on the emptiness in one night stands, but emptiness here has always been just another word for darkness. Blind encounters writing sonnets no one can ever read. Desire and pain cmmunicated in the vague language of sex.”
― Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves

“The sad rocking chair in the corner was actually a joke of a chair: if one started laughing at it, one could die laughing. It was too low for a grown man, and besides, it was so tight, one needed a shoehorn to get back out of it. In short, this room was simply not furnished in a way appropriate to intellectual effort, and I did not intend to keep it any longer.”
― Knut Hamsun, Hunger