Oh, I've a love, a true, true love, who waits upon yon shore... and if my love won't be my love, then I will live no more.
Libba BrayShe holds up a finger. "I'm getting to it. Don't rush a girl in the middle of her exposition.
Libba BrayWe're all strangers connected by what we reveal, what we share, what we take away--our stories. I guess that's what I love about books--they are thin strands of humanity that tether us to one another for a small bit of time, that make us feel less alone or even more comfortable with our aloneness, if need be.
Libba Bray