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“The words bounced off her like a stone skipping over the surface of a lake. A stone may skip a long way, but it always sinks eventually.”

Book:Tess of the Road

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Tess of the Road

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Rachel Hartman

Rachel Hartman, born on July 9, 1972, is an accomplished American author of children's literature. Known for her unique literary style and profound thematic explorations, her works, including the 'Seraphina' series and the 'The DragonKeeper Chronicles', have gained widespread popularity among readers. more

“‎In modern physics, there is no such thing as "nothing." Even in a perfect vacuum, pairs of virtual particles are constantly being created and destroyed. The existence of these particles is no mathematical fiction. Though they cannot be directly observed, the effects they create are quite real. The assumption that they exist leads to predictions that have been confirmed by experiment to a high degree of accuracy.”

Philosophy Science Physics Vacuums Quantum Physics Particle Physics God Particles Matter And Anti Matter

Author:Richard Morris

“But the whole thing didn't go anywhere—though it never went away either. It just sat there, no past, no future, like a glass of wine filled to the rim but never drunk from.”

Unrequited Love Simile Andre Aciman Enigma Variations Not Meant To Be Going Nowhere

Book:Enigma Variations

Source: Enigma Variations

“But I was still anxious. Trevor Trevor Trevor. I might have felt better if he were dead, I thought, since behind every memory of him was the possibility of reconciling, and thus more heartbreak and indignity. I felt weak. My nerves were frayed and fragile, like tattered silk. Sleep had not yet solved my crankiness, my impatience, my memory. It seemed like everything was now somehow linked to getting back what I'd lost. I could picture my selfhood, my past, my psyche like a dump truck filled with trash. Sleep was the hydraulic piston that lifted the bed of the truck up, ready to dump everything out somewhere, but Trevor was stuck in the tailgate, blocking the flow of garbage. I was afraid things would be like that forever.”

Memories Metaphor Simile Forgetting The Past Ottessa Moshfegh My Year Of Rest And Relaxation Toxic Relationship

Book:My Year of Rest and Relaxation

Source: My Year of Rest and Relaxation

“But she saw nothing in my eyes—she stared at me as though I had made a long journey on a white charger all the way to her prison house.”