Beverly Siprasoeuth

“Hey,” the cabbie yelled. “How’s about a tip?”

“You bet-ski,” Evie said, heading toward the old Victorian mansion, her long silk scarf trailing behind her. “Don’t kiss strange men in Penn Station.”
― Libba Bray, The Diviners

“You know, I think the people I feel saddest for are the ones who once knew what profoundness was, but who lost or became numb to the sensation of wonder, who felt their emotions floating away and just didn't care. I guess that's what's scariest: not caring about the loss.”
― Douglas Coupland, Player One: What Is to Become of Us

“…he said, in the most melancholy voice, ‘She’s hiding from me.’ He was
dreaming, of course. I thought it was rather sweet. So, to humour him,
I said, ‘Well, then. You must hide your eyes and count to ten and
she’ll come back.’”
He laughed. “But he got angry at me. It was really rather charming of
him. ‘No,’ he said, ‘no she won’t.” ‘But you’re dreaming,’ I said to
him. ‘No,’ he said, ‘no I’m not. It’s not a dream. It’s real.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“He asked, "What makes a man a writer?" "Well," I said, "it's simple. You either get it down on paper, or jump off a bridge.”
― Charles Bukowski