I've read there is no such thing as a single tear, that old poetic trope. And perhaps there isn't, since hers was simply a companion to my own.
Elizabeth KostovaIf there is any good in life, in history, in my own past, I invoke it now. I invoke it with all the passion with which I have lived.
Elizabeth KostovaHe can't really love anyone, you know, and in the end such people are always alone, no matter how much other people once loved them.
Elizabeth Kostova...what will we someday do, I always wonder, without the pleasures of turning through books and stumbling on things we never meant to find?
Elizabeth Kostova