" ‘ It’ seems to me, said Magid finally’, as the moon became clearer than the sun, ‘ that you have tried to love a man as if he were an island and you were shipwrecked and you could mark the land with an X. It seems to me that it’s too late in the day for that.’
Then he gave har a kiss on the forehead that felt like a baptism and she wept like a baby.
– Wite teeth av Zadie Smith.
åh åh åh.