SENSUAL WOMEN, PHILOSOPHICALLY MINDED WOMEN, IT IS TO YOU THAT I ADDRESS MYSELF.
— Jean-Patrick Manchette, from Fatale
The man spoke, and all the others listened with interest, and their bare genitals stared stupidly and sadly at the yellow sand.
— Milan Kundera, from “The Border” in The Book of Laughter and Forgetting,
trans. by Aaron Asher
'Remember,' Ruth is saying, 'whose girl you are.'
— Sarah Waters, from Affinity
There will be outrage and disgust and people will turn on me at the last, they will hate me, my reputation will forever be destroyed, my punishment earned, self-inflicted like this gunshot wound, and the world will finally know that I was the greatest feather man of them all.
— John Boyne, from The Absolutist
I wasn’t certain of anything, but I had a job to do.
— Lemony Snicket, from When Did You See Her Last?
And yet with neither love nor hate,
Those stars like some snow-white
Minerva’s snow-white marble eyes
Without the gift of sight.
— Robert Frost, from “Stars”