We notice a bee struggling inside a flower, or the smile of a woman as she passes us on the street, and for that tiny fraction of a second we understand what it means to be alive in the world,… — Hannah Tinti Copy Share Image
“Is that what you wanted to hear?" "No." The man reached over, took hold of the lantern and blew it out. Night enveloped the… — Hannah Tinti Copy Share Image
“Hawley reached over and took Lily's hand. He was always taking her hand. He felt better about things, just by holding her fingers.” — Hannah Tinti Copy Share Image
“It was like looking in a mirror. The same flickering hope in Loo, the same desperate need to be loved, was right here in… — Hannah Tinti Copy Share Image
“He said her name like it was something he'd already left behind. She could feel her heart twisting inside the walls of her chest.” — Hannah Tinti Copy Share Image
“Love isn't about keeping promises. It's about knowing someone better than anyone else. I'm the only one who knows him. I'm the only one… — Hannah Tinti Copy Share Image
Ben Miller's writing has left a trail of clear and perfect images lasered permanently in my mind. His imagination is astounding in its breadth… — Hannah Tinti Copy Share Image
“Something is making this happen, she'd thought. The whole world is alive and moving and I was meant to be here doing exactly this.” — Hannah Tinti Copy Share Image
“But when she turned at the entryway and looked back at him, he left the table and followed, as if she were a magnet,… — Hannah Tinti Copy Share Image
“When death comes, she said, all that matters is this: to be next to one another. My mother was wearing a silk dress, and… — Hannah Tinti Copy Share Image
“...he tore at her clothing like he was searching for something she had stolen from him.” — Hannah Tinti Copy Share Image
