Elizabeth Kostova
Elizabeth Kostova
Elizabeth Johnson Kostovais an American author best known for her debut novel The Historian...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth26 December 1964
CountryUnited States of America
complicated abandoned
Recently abandoned women can be complicated.
moving heart eye
Never before had I known the sudden quiver of understanding that travels from word to brain to heart, the way a new language can move, coil, swim into life under the eyes, the almost savage leap of comprehension, the instantaneous, joyful release of meaning, the way the words shed their printed bodies in a flash of heat and light.
blood agony different
...History it seemed could be something entirely different a splash of blood whose agony didn't fade overnight or over centuries.
teacher war book
It's a shame for women's history to be all about men--first boys, then other boys, then men men men. It reminds me of the way our school history textbooks were all about wars and elections, one war after another, with the dull periods of peace skimmed over whenever they occurred. (Our teachers deplored this and added extra units about social history and protest movements, but that was still the message of the books.)
home library walks
It was good to walk into a library again; it smelled like home.
heart mind doe
The heart does not go backward. Only the mind.
book wonder someday
...what will we someday do, I always wonder, without the pleasures of turning through books and stumbling on things we never meant to find?
book long temptation
When you handle books all day long, every new one is a friend and a temptation.
running believe eye
I believe in walking out of a museum before the paintings you've seen begin to run together. How else can you carry anything away with you in your mind's eye?
believe thinking europe
What comes to your mind when you think of the word Transylvania, if you ponder it at all? What comes to my mind are mountains of savage beauty, ancient castles, werewolves, and witches - a land of magical obscurity. How, in short, am I to believe I will still be in Europe, on entering such a realm? I shall let you know if it's Europe or fairyland, when I get there. First, Snagov - I set out tomorrow.
tears poetic tropes
I've read there is no such thing as a single tear, that old poetic trope. And perhaps there isn't, since hers was simply a companion to my own.
terrible touched trusted
It touched me to be trusted with something terrible.
hands said stoker
He brought his great hand to rest on an early edition of Bram Stoker's novel and smiled, but said nothing. Then he moved quietly away into another section.
plato needs problem
The problem is simply finding the right person. Ask Plato. Just make sure she finishes your thoughts and you finish hers. That's all you need.