Really, It's Like We're Made Out of Velcro

24. Filipinoporean. Not enough range to be a singer, or songs to be a songwriter. But I can roll over you!

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She was a large, boneless woman who draped herself like an old blanket over the chairs of the apartment, staring for hours with her gray eyes at ghosts, figments, recollections, and dust caught in oblique sunbeams, her arms streaked and pocked like relief maps of vast planets, her massive calves stuffed like forcemeat into lung-colored support hose.

The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay by Michael Chabon

This was epic. Like any amazing adventure, I didn’t want it to end. I chose the quote above because I am a fan of long sentences. Michael Chabon managed to make every character memorable. This is, without a doubt, one of my favorite books of all time now. A must-read for my children and for Tof.