Just because you can’t go back doesn’t mean there won’t be joys, potentially even greater than before...

This portrayal of unrequited love isn’t just about rejection; it’s about the kind of longing that never quite goes away.

Beckett takes the concept of waiting, something we all hate, and turns it into a grand commentary on life itself.

There's no clear moral to this tale at all, rather it's more like an intricate, beautifully written disaster that you can't look away from.

I love talking about what I’m reading, just the people around me aren't so interested. This time, it wasn’t me who started conversations.

Reading a Philip K. Dick (PKD) novel can sometimes feel like wandering through the cannabis-laced imagination of a fanciful metaphysician.

Cope, in some unfathomable way, manages to capture the very moment that light comes flooding back into a person’s life.

Winterson seems to encourage us to love one another, but equally warns us against a desire that seeps into all aspects of our life.

They struggle for their own freedoms, growing up in a society where not only the buildings are crumbling apart but the community too.

Baldwin has left us with a collection of essays that, to me, reads like an accidental love letter to his father and ancestors.

It compels us, as readers, to reevaluate, perhaps, the sometimes blissful ignorance of our literary heroes.

Oswald seeks to illuminate the wonder and beauty of nature (though not without some angst) as well as the human place within it.

Machado’s characters don’t behave like regular people. Perhaps that’s what makes this collection so irresistible.

Loyalty is no longer a virtue earned, but at the mercy of a coin toss- but not to worry! There are enough heads to go around.