What I needed seemed to be absent everywhere.
Charles Bukowski in introduction for John Fante’s ”Ask the Dust” (via 9047)
We did that often, asking each other questions whose answers we already knew. Perhaps it was so that we would not ask the other questions, the ones whose answers we did not want to know.
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Purple Hibiscus (via larmoyante)