I like to think the world wasn't ready for me, but maybe the truth is that I wasn't ready for the world. I've always arrived too late for my life.
Nicole KraussIf the book is a mystery to its author as she's writing, inevitably it's going to be a mystery to the reader as he or she reads it.
Nicole Krauss. . . she gave him one of those broad smiles she reserved for strangers, as if she were aware of being able to pass, in their eyes, for an ordinary woman.
Nicole KraussHow was it possible to wake up every day and be recognizable to another when so often one was barely recognizable to oneself?
Nicole KraussOnce upon a time there was a boy who lived in a house across the field from a girl who no longer exists. They made up a thousand games. She was Queen and he was King. In the autumn light, her hair shone like a crown. They collected the world in small handfuls. When the sky grew dark they parted with leaves in their hair.
Nicole Krauss