Nancy

“No. It does not come to me in quite so direct a line as that; it takes a bend or two, but nothing of consequence. The stream is as good as at first; the little rubbish it collects in the turnings, is easily moved away. Mr. Elliot talks unreservedly to Colonel Wallis of his views on you—which said Colonel Wallis I imagine to be in himself a sensible, careful, discerning sort of character; but Colonel Wallis has a very pretty silly wife, to whom he tells things which he had better not, and he repeats it all to her.”
― Jane Austen, Persuasion

“And there it is. We always come to this one sticking point. I look down at my hands and find my fingers white-knuckled together like I’m pushing myself down and holding myself up at the same time. “You’re an artist, and art is subjective,” Jennifer says. “You have to learn to stop listening to what people say.” “I know.”
― Helen Hoang, The Heart Principle

“Per favore, non usare la parola ‘rumore’,” ammonì. “Quando si tratta di mare, parla di ‘suono’. Un suono che cambia in continuazione a seconda delle ore, della direzione e dell’intensità della corrente.” “Come lo descriveresti a chi non l’ha mai sentito?” “Hai presente l’inizio del Bolero di Ravel? Il rullio in crescendo del tamburo solo? È questo che senti quando il Sole e la Luna si allineano e il risucchio del mare diventa più forte. Un monotono pianissimo che poi, lentamente, ti trascina e diventa fragore.”
― Paolo Rumiz, Una voce dal Profondo

“Isn’t it obvious?” “Apparently not.” “I’m not just writing about you,” said Shane. “I’m writing to you.”
― Tia Williams, Seven Days in June