Taylor

“Knowing I've learned all these lessons reassures me because I know that even if we've reached the end, I can't ever forget him, because how can you forget something that's in the way you move, talk, breathe?”
― Annie Lord, Notes on Heartbreak

“Trying, he thought, to express some unutterable truth about themselves. Which was that translation was impossible. That the realm of pure meaning they captured and manifested would and could not ever be known. That the enterprise of this tower had been impossible from inception. For how could there ever be an Adamic language? The thought now made him laugh. There was no innate, perfectly comprehensible language. There was no candidate - not English, not French - that could bully and absorb enough to become one. Language was just difference. A thousand different ways of seeing, of moving through the world. No, a thousand worlds within one. And translation, a necessary endeavor however futile, to move between them.”
― R.F. Kuang, Babel

“The inexchangeable pleasure of her conversation. Just to walk the streets saying things, anything, just the act itself, walking together at the same speed, and talking, purely to amuse and please one another, to make each other stupidly laugh, for no further accomplishment, no higher purpose, to let their words rise and disperse forever in the damp brackish air.”
― Sally Rooney, Intermezzo

“We live in between what we choose and what is chosen for us.”
― John Green, Everything Is Tuberculosis: The History and Persistence of Our Deadliest Infection