“He laid a hand on my shoulder. “Using words to talk of words is like using a pencil to draw a picture of itself, on itself. Impossible. Confusing. Frustrating.” He lifted his hands high above his head as if stretching… — Patrick Rothfuss Copy Share Image
“The truck went on its way in the night and Gedaleh shouted, laughing, "If not this way, how? And if not now, when?” — Primo Levi Copy Share Image
