"When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder. Everything moved me. A dog following a stranger. That made me feel so much. A calender that showed the wrong month. I could’ve cried over it. I did. Where the smoke from a chimney ended. How an overtuned bottle rested at the edge of a table. I spent my life learning to feel less."
Jonathan Saffran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close