Life was a freight train barreling toward just one stop, our loved ones streaking past our windows in blurs of color and light. There was no holding on to any of it, and no slowing it down.
Marisha PesslMortal fear is as crucial a thing to our lives as love. It cuts to the core of our being and shows us what we are. Will you step back and cover your eyes? Or will you have the strength to walk to the precipice and look out?
Marisha PesslYou journalists bulldoze life's mysteries, ignorant of what you're so ruthlessly turning up.
Marisha Pessl