Why did people ask "What is it about?" as if a novel had to be about only one thing.
Chimamanda Ngozi AdichieAnd it's wrong of you to think that love leaves room for nothing else. It's possible to love something and still condescend to it.
Chimamanda Ngozi AdichieThis was love: a string of coincidences that gathered significance and became miracles.
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie