Oh My Darling (Amity Gaige)

But even as a child, she knew what this* meant – that it would only become more difficult to locate what you had lost, for the galaxy was yet breaking apart, and the stars, in their brilliant independence, were burning for no one.

 

*this = the idea that the initial explosion that created the universe was still happening, and space ever-inflationary

To the Lighthouse (Virginia Woolf)

To pursue truth with such astonishing lack of consideration for other people’s feelings, to rend the thin veils of civilization so wantonly, so brutally, was to her so horrible an outrage of human decency that, without replying, dazed and blinded, she bent her head as if to let the pelt of jagged hail, the drench of dirty water, bespatter her unrebuked.