James Kelman takes over the OP office. Mo Said She Was Quirky will be out on April 23.
Glitch furniture: gorgeous and disorienting (via io9)
Einstein’s ex libris (via Tor.com)
"I dreamed about you again. A mailman was bringing me your two letters, one in each hand, his arms moving in precision, like the jerking of piston rods in a steam engine. I kept pulling page after page from the envelopes but they never emptied. It was a magical dream!"
—Kafka in Love by Jacqueline Raoul-Duval
"When I thought about being with her, it wasn’t the yearning you felt for a friend or lover, it was an almost painful desire, something uncontrollable and brutal."
—Seven Years by Peter Stamm
"To begin with I’d like to talk about my wife. To love means, in addition to many other things, to delight in gazing upon and observing the beloved. And this means delighting not only in the contemplation of the beloved’s charms, but also in her imperfections, few or many as they may be. From the very first days of our married life, I took an immeasurable pleasure in observing Leda (for that is her name), and I loved studying her face and her person down to the smallest gesture and the most fleeting expression."
—Conjugal Love by Alberto Moravia
"So right, Doris had thought, on the veranda of the boathouse, with Micke.
“I think I’m also a bit in love with you too,” she then whispered to Micke.
He laughed and they had kissed again. Or what was it that it was called again: making out?
You became happy with him, thought Doris. And it was true. Micke Friberg made you happy."
—The American Girl, Monika Fagerholm
"It wasn’t only that he was crazy about Blanca, that he liked her better than any other woman he saw in any part of reality, including movies and advertisements, and that his desire could be aroused by nothing more than the memory of her naked body or by brushing against her in the kitchen as they were washing the dishes. It was that in all the years of his life he had only ever been in love with her, so that his idea of love was inseparable from Blanca’s existence."
—In Her Absence, Antonio Munoz Molina