Books remember all the things you cannot contain.

“And while I was not an admirer of people in the specific, I liked them in the a…”

“Other people's happiness is always a fascinating bore. It sucks the oxygen out …”

“truthfully, this is the fabric of all my fantasies: love shown not by a kiss or…”

“... She was a clock, I could tell by the ticking in her wrist. (I'd secretly sl…”