Sarah B

“Who makes the world? Is it our engineers who build our ships and bridges and skyscrapers? Is it the artist who imagine new ways of seeing? Or is the scientists who unlock the secrets of the atom?
Well I would say ...
The answer of course is all of us. The collective labor of nameless and forgotten millions throughout time. Each one a small part of the whole. Together we build this stray and wonderful thing that we call the world.”
― Jon Allen

“She was concerned for me. In her heart, I believe, she was sorry I was alone in a strange land. Italians were never alone - to them, loneliness was the most unbearable sensation, solitude the most dreadful circumstance. When they drove to do errands in another town, they usually asked somebody to accompany them, per fare compagnia. Dinner for one was a tragedy that nobody should have to bear.”
― Justine van der Leun, Marcus of Umbria: What an Italian Dog Taught an American Girl about Love

“Same here, but my limit is fifty pages. I've never understood people who grind through a book they don't really like, determined to finish it for some unknown reason. Tessa was like that. She would toss a book after the first chapter, then pick it up and grumble and growl for four hundred pages until the bitter end. Never understood that.”
― John Grisham, Camino Island

“How do you prove that you're normal and worthy?”
― Mason Coile, William