“Unseeing, even when seen unfeeling, even when felt, to those scattered loves and the abashment that meet the eyes, I had tried to brush them off and indeed, had wiped them away.” — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
“In spite of her desire for a contained universe, her life felt scattered, full of many small moments, without great purpose. That is what she thought, though what is most untrustworthy about our natures and self-worth is how we differe… — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
