"I keep quiet and look out the window. The light is weak and watery-looking, like the sun has just spilled itself over the horizon and is too lazy to clean itself up. The shadows are as sharp and pointed as needles. I watch three black crows take off simultaneously from a telephone wire and wish I could take off too, move up, up, up, and watch the ground drop away from me the way it does when you're on an airplane, folding and compressing itself into an origami figure, until everything is flat and brightly colored - until the whole world is like a drawing of itself."
- Chapter 2, page 89
This is such a perfect quote. I want to hang it on my wall, read it every day, remind myself of the beauty of such a picture.