Sometimes there is a prescience to novels, as if certain books have their particular time.
I wanted to know more about this man; what it was he wouldn’t see, and who it was that wanted him to see things their way.
To me those four words reverberated with doom and I just had to know what happened.
Listen, miracle of the future. You strange possibility, my descendant.
A book which has me dreaming of time travel.
My tweet comes back to peck me
This is a book that will break your heart, and then somehow help you put it back together again.