Thida

“Autumn leaves don't fall, they fly. They take their time and wander on this their only chance to soar.”
― Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing

“People were... exhausting. They made her anxious. Leaving her apartment every morning was the turning over of a giant hourglass, the mental energy she’d stored up overnight eroding grain by grain. She refueled during the day by grabbing moments of solitude and sometimes felt her life was a long-distance swim between islands of silence.”
― Abbi Waxman, The Bookish Life of Nina Hill

“သတိရခြင်းများစွာအနက် သေခြင်းတရားကို သတိရခြင်းထက် ပိုမိုဆိုးဝါးစွာ နာကျင်ရသော သတိရခြင်းမျိုး အခြား ရှိနိုင်ပါဦးမည်လော။”
― ရီနေဆန်း, ရေချယ်ဦး

“I wasn't aware that words could hold so much. I didn't know a sentence could be so full.”
― Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing