Graham Moore Quotes
Amazing, really, to think of what a man could achieve with the simple ability to put pen to paper and spin a decent yarn.
There is an undeniable exhilaration in moment of even the smallest discovery
Love grew commendably dependable - love was eggs, love was ham, love was the morning paper.
Gray fall light came through the nine square glass panes. On days like this, the strips of white wood that separated the glass seemed brighter to the eye than did the window light.
A mystifying sensation of loneliness shook him. Arthur had been alone before, to be sure, but to be alone while surrounded by people, the one sane man in a mad place - that was loneliness.
Sometimes I hate it so much, ” she said. “Always having to pretend.” Paul gripped her fingers tighter. “This is America, ” he said. “We’re all pretending.