• I want to say somewhere: I've tried to be forgiving. And yet. There were times in my life, whole years, when anger got the better of me. Ugliness turned me inside out. There was a certain satisfaction in bitterness. I courted it. It was standing outside, and I invited it in.

    Nicole Krauss (2006). “The History of Love: A Novel”, p.18, W. W. Norton & Company