how this all ends.

I've been desperate to find books to read, and in my search, I've rediscovered some of my favorite books that are living in my shelves.


1. The Feast of Love by Charles Baxter.
     "The problem with love and God, the two of them, is how to say anything about them that doesn’t annihilate them instantly with the wrong words, with untruth. . . . In this sense, love and God are equivalents. We feel both, but because we cannot speak clearly about them, we end up–wordless, inarticulate—by denying their existence altogether, and, pfffffft, they die."


2. Set This House in Order: A Romance of Souls by Matt Ruff.
     "...acknowledge evil, without being consumed by it."


3. The Adventures of Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll.
     "I can't explain myself,  I'm afraid, sir, because I'm not myself you see."


4. A Wrinkle in Time by Madeline L'Engle.
     "Like and equal are not the same thing at all."


5. Bridge to Terabithia by Katherine Paterson.
     "She loved you, you know that?"