Jonny Sun
- Goodbye, again
I believe that the things you notice - that you love, that make you pause - make up who you are. And so it feels, in a way, like those things are a part of you, even though they are outside of you. Which makes me wonder if it would be more accurate to say, perhaps, that a piece of you is kept alive by a part of them.
Anthony Doerr
- All the Light We Cannot See
Werner thinks of her, whether he wishes to or not. Girl with a cane, girl in a gray dress, girl made of mist. The air of otherworldliness in the snarls of her hair and the fearlessness of her step. She takes up residence inside him, a living doppelganger to face down the dead Viennese girl who haunts him every night.
