March, rain at the windows, and he had to be up at five the next morning. He listened to the click and patter of drops against the panes.
Anthony DoerrBetween them was fifteen or so feet of frozen space, bounded by his window and hers, but it was as if the windows had liquefied, or else the air had, and his vision skewed and rippled and it was all he could do to put the Newport into gear and ease forward to let the next car in.
Anthony DoerrThis, perhaps, is how lives are measured, a series of abandonments that we hope beyond reason will eventually be reconciled.
Anthony DoerrEvery thirty-one hundred years a volume of water equivalent to all the oceans passed through the atmosphere.
Anthony DoerrEvery small, concurrent event had slowed down and assumed an excruciating clarity.
Anthony DoerrBut have heart. Hope is something that can be very dangerous but without it life would be horribly dry. Impossible, even. Take it from me.
Anthony DoerrFor Winkler each hour was another hour between Cleveland and Anchorage, between who they were becoming and who they had been.
Anthony DoerrYou ever hope for something so much? So much you can't sleep, so much your skull hurts? But the thing is, you don't even know if the thing you're wishing for is possible? You don't even know if it could happen? And it's all out of your control?
Anthony DoerrWater was a wild, capricious substance: nothing solid, nothing permanent, nothing as it appeared.
Anthony DoerrAny moment, it seemed, something could tear the sky and whatever was on the other sides would push through.
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