Even now, all possible feelings do not yet exist. There are those that lie beyond our capacity and our imagination. From time to time, when a piece of music no one has ever written, or a painting no one has ever painted, or something else impossible to predict, fathom, or yet describe takes place, a new feeling enters the world. And then, for the millionth time in the history of feeling, the heart surges, and absorbs the impact.
- from “The History of Love” by Nicole Krauss. A book I fell instantly in love with.
Sigh. I love this book.