The sharpness of that knowledge went away almost as soon as I’d boarded the T, but it has returned over the years, and even now sometimes — I am older, and my life is very different — I can feel again how amazed I was that morning.
— Curtis Sittenfeld, from Prep
I didn’t think I’d be that lucky, though, because I am too much a saga of a certain type of person: fuzzy blackness, impractical meditations and repressed desires.
— Charles Bukowski, from “The Aftermath of a Lengthy Rejection Slip”
'Your mother has been found.'
Alan Bradley, from Speaking from Among the Bones