Anton

“I reminded myself: when a book lies unopened it might contain anything in the world, anything imaginable. It therefore, in that pregnant moment before opening, contains everything. Every possibility, both perfect and putrid. Surely such mysteries are the most enticing things You grant us in this mortal mere -- the fruit in the garden, too, was like this. Unknown, and therefore infinite. Eve and her mate swallowed eternity, every possible thing, and made the world between them.”
― Catherynne M. Valente, The Habitation of the Blessed

“The annoying thing about reading is that you can never get the job done.”
― Nick Hornby, Shakespeare Wrote for Money

“...I really did "choose" to be Jim every single day, but that once I put my sword down I haven't chosen Jenny at all; I simply wake up and here I am.”
― Jennifer Finney Boylan, She's Not There: A Life in Two Genders

“No," she said, answering his eyes. "I can never regret."[...]"I can sorrow," she offered gently, "but it's not the same thing.”
― Peter S. Beagle, The Last Unicorn