“People are built like houses inside-they have stairwells, spacious halls…damp chambers, slimy tiled bathrooms with cast iron baths, steps with handrails taut as veins, artery-like corridors…and larders full of forgotten supplies.” #SundaySentence #Poland

“Love, what are we to do/ on the street these days/ and how am I/ to know that you/ and how are you to know/ that I, that we are not parts of those/ scraps glued together/ waiting for a chance/ to come to life.”#SundaySentence #CanLit #Poetry

“The truth is that only a bad or mediocre or ordinary book is about something…a great book has no subject and isn’t about anything, it only tries to tell or discover something, but that only is already everything.” #SundaySentence #novel #Senegal #Goncourt

“The Caribbean Sea is ours and we share it with people who live on islands…sometimes made out of coral, sometimes out of dead volcanos…surrounding the Caribbean Sea like a ring-around-the-rosy-pocket-full-of-posey game.” #SundaySentence #ReadWomen #Memoir

“And kneeling at the edge of the transparent sea, I shall shape for myself a new heart from salt and mud.” #SundaySentence #ReadWomen #CanLit #Poetry

“A sparkle so tiny-and in brilliance so brave-took what there was-left of light-and threw it high-never minding-there was’t a sky-that could hold it there. #SundaySentence CanLit #poetry #amreading @souvankhamthammavongsa

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“Even as she picked me up and held me, my mother was a mystery…as if she knew the world, and life on it…charged with an alluring and questioning romance…as if I would spend the rest of my life trying to understand her.” #SundaySentence #ReadWomen #mothers

“She’d lost so much weight from chemotherapy…had no breast…sheared off her fluffy black hair, and gleefully told everyone…that between this and menopause, she was finally relieved of the trappings of being a woman. #SundaySentence #ReadWomen #sisterhood

“Time and again I had come across work I did not care for…works catering to societies of folks too busy to take in substantive structures, works that were just Snapchats…or as Faulkner said, ‘not of the heart but of the glands.’” #SundaySentence #literature

“It was the hour when rest - the sweetest gift sent by the gods - first steals on weary mortals.” #SundaySentence #amreading #antiquity

“I had spent much of my life peering into the windows of estate agents, searching for my very own domain…along with the ghosts of other dreamers looking for homes we could not afford…with honeysuckle and balconies.” #SundaySentence #ReadWomen #autobiography

“I dreamt I was the thing of the sea…there was a greater light, a creamy glow that lit the skin between me and the world…I could suck in air as cool and clean as the deeps… like something new and previously unimaginable.” #SundaySentence #dystopia#climate

“Ithacans! Stop this destructive war; shed no more blood, and go your separate way, at once!” #SundaySentence #ReadWomen #Re-reading #Ukraine #Gaza #everywhere

This one jumped out at me from the TBR IN MEMORIAM By Alice Winn I know many of you have read and raved about this book, so I am very much looking forward to the experience of reading it for myself #BookTwitter

“The telephones had been ripped out… but their ghastly outlines had been left with some of the wires sticking out…reminding us of the time when we had our own phones…when we could call home and there was a home to call.”#SundaySentence #travel #America

“The girl played the piano as everyone found their corner, or their spot in the alley out by the house, and the neighbourhood women leaned through their windows to yell, lights on, curlers in their hair.” #SundaySentence #CanLit #ReadWomen #Rereading

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“To acknowledge the possibility of the irrational, to recognize disharmony, would place the fabric of existence at risk, since …every aspect of the universe-physical, mental, ethereal-depends on the unseen threads that bind things together.” #SundaySentence

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