The fantasy never got beyond that—I didn’t let it—and though the tears rolled down my face, I wasn’t sobbing or out of… — Kazuo Ishiguro Copy Share Image
“That was the only time, as I stood there, looking at that strange rubbish, feeling the wind coming across those empty fields,… — Kazuo Ishiguro Copy Share Image
“Come on, girl. Don't cry," whispered Frank. "Why not? I can be miserable if I want to. You don't need to try… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
