All the Light We Cannot See

by Anthony Doerr

There are, he assures her, no such things as curses. There is luck, maybe, bad or good. A slight inclination of each day toward success or failure. But no curses.

Walk the paths of logic. Every outcome has its cause, and every predicament has its solution. Every lock its key.

to raise one’s hopes is to risk their falling further.

Who knew love could kill you?

Open your eyes and see what you can with them before they close forever.

If only life were like a Jules Verne novel, thinks Marie-Laure, and you could page ahead when you most needed to, and learn what would happen.

Science, my lad, is made up of mistakes, but they are mistakes which it is useful to make, because they lead little by little to the truth.

Time is a slippery thing: lose hold of it once, and its string might sail out of your hands forever.

War, Etienne thinks distantly, is a bazaar where lives are traded like any other commodity: chocolate or bullets or parachute silk.