She reads books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live. We are all human and fallible.
""Αύριο",λες, και μέσα σ’ αυτήν τη μικρή αναβολή παραμονεύει ολόκληρο το πελώριο ποτέ."
"I do know that the slickest way to lie is to tell the right amount of truth—then shut up."
"That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every time you breathe out."
"Do I contradict myself? Very well, then, I contradict myself; I am large — I contain multitudes."
"We were together. I forget the rest."