“And the more I thought about it, the more I dug out of memory things I had overlooked or forgotten. I realized… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
Her body was a prison, her mind was a prison. Her memories were a prison. The people she loved. She couldn't get… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
I realized then that a man who had lived only one day could easily live for a hundred years in prison. He… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
