Status Updates From The Longest Journey

There is a general tendency today of me getting overexcited about literature but I have been fighting the broadest grin on the train because this is simply SO good

“He was thinking of the irony of friendship—so strong it is, and so fragile. We fly together, like straws in an eddy, to part in the open stream. Nature has no use for us: she has cut her stuff differently. Dutiful sons, loving husbands, responsible fathers—these are what she wants, and if we are friends it must be in our spare time.”