No book that is written for an external purpose is going to be a passionately felt book for the writer or the reader. I don't see the point in doing that.
Elizabeth KostovaHe brought his great hand to rest on an early edition of Bram Stoker's novel and smiled, but said nothing. Then he moved quietly away into another section.
Elizabeth KostovaToday I will go to wait for her again, because I cannot help it, because my whole being seems now to be bound up in the being of one so different from myself and yet so exquisitely familiar that I can scarely understand what has happened.
Elizabeth Kostova