“It was a Monday and they walked on a tightrope to the sun.”

“Много години по-късно трябваше да се крия.Опитвах се да не спя,защото се страхувах кой ще бъде там,когато се събудя.”

“It's much easier, she realized, to be on the verge of something than to actually be it.”

“People observe the colors of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quite clear that a day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different colors. Waxy yellows, cloud-spot blues. Murky darkness. In my line of work, I make it a point to notice them.”

“I'd rather chase the sun than wait for it.”

“The sun stirs the earth. Around and around, it stirs us like stew.”

“Shadows of cloud lurked in the water, like holes the sun forgot about.”