Leonore Farkus

“She was moved by a kind of commiseration for Madame Ratignolle, -a pity for that colorless existence which never uplifted its possessor beyond the region of blind contentment, in which no moment of anguish ever visited her soul, in which she would never have the taste of life's delirium. Edna vaguely wondered what she meant by "life's delirium." It had crossed her thought like some unsought, extraneous impression.”
― Kate Chopin, The Awakening

“Long after people forget what you said or did, they’ll remember how you made them feel.”
― T. Rafael Cimino, A Battle of Angels

“Not that that mystical stuff's necessarily true: The only thing that's capital-T true is that you get to decide how you're going to try to see it.”
― David Foster Wallace, This Is Water: Some Thoughts, Delivered on a Significant Occasion, about Living a Compassionate Life

“The red dust and the burnt cliffs and the lonely sky- all that which lies beyond the end of the roads.”
― Edward Abbey, Desert Solitaire