Tim

“She hurries from the house, wearing a coat too heavy for the weather.

Everything’s ready.”
― Michael Cunningham, The Hours

“My mother, when it was a question of out having M. de Norpois. To dinner for the first time, having expressed her regret that Professor Cottard was away from home, and that she herself had quite ceased to see anything of Swann, since either of these might have helped to entertain the old Ambassador, my father replied that so eminent a guest, so distinguished a an of science as Cottard could never be out of place at a dinner-table, but that Swann, with his ostentation, his habit of crying aloud from the house-tops the name of everyone that he knew, however slightly, was an impossible Bulgarian whim the Marquis de Norpois would be sure to dismiss as - to use his own epithet - a ‘pestilent’ fellow.

And after Françoise had removed her pins from the moldings of the window frame, taken down her various cloths, and drawn back the curtains, the summer day which she disclosed seemed as dead, as immemorially ancient as would have been a sumptuously attired dynastic mummy from which our old servant had done no more than precautionally unwind the linen wrappings before displaying it to my gaze, embalmed in its vesture of gold.”
― Marcel Proust, Within A Budding Grove: In Search of Lost Time #2

“It seemed an unlikely choice, this large establishment in the financial district, so that I stood outside and checked the address, the mane of the restaurant, I wondered if I had made a mistake.

And around me the waiting darkness.”
― Katie Kitamura, Audition

“In the grad scheme of history, it was nothing.

Into the warmth they knew was a gift that would someday eclipse them.”
― Robert Michael Franklin