Sheila Heti

What of the strength of our connections with certain people, and the weakness of our connections with certain other ones?

As the past cooled, it changed states. It had once been a solid, then it became a gas. Or it had been a gas first, then it became a liquid, and she was left holding the muck of it in her hands.

A writer could suspend their soul in language, making the souls of writers like droplets of oil, suspended in the sea of life.