Oh yes, my generation liked to be in some pain when they read. The harder it was, the more good we believed it was doing us. — Zadie Smith Copy Share Image
“We'd pluck the spiky chestnuts, leaving their green outer shells intact, and throw them at the neighbor boys. I always took particular care in aiming for Jack's head. He told me later that he rode his bike by my house… — Brodi Ashton Copy Share Image
