“He did not remember when he began to regard the heap of books on his desk with boredom and dread, or when he grew angry at writers for writing them. He did not remember when everything began to remind him… — Tobias Wolff Copy Share Image
“She couldn’t go looking for loss. Of any kind. Because it would awaken those old feelings, the ones she kept tightly coiled inside, the ones she knew she couldn’t survive a second time. And they were already stirring. She could… — B.A. Shapiro Copy Share Image
