Ashish

“I love you.’ For a start, we’d better put these words on a high shelf; in a square box behind glass which we have to break with our elbow; in the bank. We shouldn’t leave them lying around the house like a tube of vitamin C. If the words come too easily to hand, we’ll use them without thought; we won’t be able to resist. Oh, we say we won’t, but we will. We’ll get drunk, or lonely, or – likeliest of all – plain damn hopeful, and there are the words gone, used up, grubbied”
― Julian Barnes, A History of the World in 10½ Chapters

“Come here, cat. You wouldn’t want to destroy the space-time continuum, would you? Meow. Meow.”
― Connie Willis, To Say Nothing of the Dog

“Every man’s island, Jean Louise, every man’s watchman, is his conscience. There is no such thing as a collective conscious.”
― Harper Lee, Go Set a Watchman

“The monsoons were the real thing; they dissolved things to the bone.”
― Anjum Hasan, The Cosmopolitans