Outside, there was that predawn kind of clarity, where the momentum of living has not quite captured the day. The air was not filled with conversation or thought bubbles or laughter or sidelong glances. Everyone was sleeping, all of their ideas and hopes and hidden agendas entangled in the dream world, leaving this world clear and crisp and cold as a bottle of milk in the fridge.


The Selected Works of T. S. Spivet: A Novel (ed. Penguin, 2010) - ISBN: 9780698148239

Reif Larsen Quotes

Outside, there was that predawn kind of clarity, where the momentum of living has not quite captured the day. The air was not filled with...

Outside, there was that predawn kind of clarity, where the momentum of living has not quite captured the day. The air was not filled with...

Outside, there was that predawn kind of clarity, where the momentum of living has not quite captured the day. The air was not filled with...

Outside, there was that predawn kind of clarity, where the momentum of living has not quite captured the day. The air was not filled with...