Java

“I was not one man only but the steady advance hour after hour of an army in close formation, in which there appeared, according to the moment, impassioned men, indifferent men, jealous men.”
― Marcel Proust, La fugitiva

“But pity was not a relationship. It was the rejection of a relationship.”
― Megha Majumdar, A Guardian and a Thief

“The depth of night always felt adjacent to real life, a fourth dimension of hte world that allwed the honesty and courage that daylight forbade.”
― Megha Majumdar, A Guardian and a Thief