words
I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.
Mark Haddon • The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time
I cannot escape the feeling that, below the surface, something is breaking.
Madeline Miller • The Song of Achilles: A Novel
Here he was, slapping him five, grabbing his shoulder, and talking too loud in a performance of gregariousness. A walking flinch.
Colson Whitehead • The Nickel Boys
For the hyphenated
Randy Ribay • Patron Saints of Nothing
He was utterly still, the type of quiet that I had thought could not belong to humans, a stilling of everything but breath and pulse—like a deer, listening for the hunter’s bow.
Madeline Miller • The Song of Achilles: A Novel
“I feel like I could eat the world raw.”
Madeline Miller • The Song of Achilles: A Novel
All I know is what I have words for
That would be like the lamb handing a knife to the butcher.
Markus Zusak • The Book Thief
“Do not let what you gained this day be so easily lost.”