“ […] nobody grows up. Everyone carries around all the selves that they have ever been, intact, waiting to be reactivated in moments of pain, of fear, of danger. Everything is retrievable, every shock,… Anita Brookner
“ Of course, the spectacle of two people's happiness is always something of a magnet for the unclaimed. Anita Brookner
“ That sun, that light had faded, and she had faded with them. Now she was as grey as the season itself. Anita Brookner
“ Literature for me was a magnificent destiny for which I was not yet fully prepared. 76 Anita Brookner
“ You are wrong if you think you cannot live without love, Edith.''No, I am not,' she said, slowly. 'I cannot live without it. Oh, I do not mean that I go into a decline, develop odd symptoms, become a… Anita Brookner
