Right now, I'm reading a book called The Invisible Bridge by Julie Orringer. I'm not very far into the book, but already, I really like the way it's written.
Maybe I'm in a sappy mood, but I think the following sentence might be one of the greatest lines I've ever read in a book: But he could no sooner have sent her away than he could have dismissed geometry from architecture, or the cold from January, or the winter sky from outside his window.
Really looking forward to reading the rest of this book.
