It is easy to see things in retrospect. But I was ignorant then of everything but my own happiness, and I donât know what else to say except that life itself seemed very magical in those days: a web of symbol, coincidence, premonition, omen. Everything, somehow, fit together; some sly and benevolent Providence was revealing itself by degrees and I felt myself trembling on the brink of a fabulous discovery, as though any morning it was all going to come togetherâmy future, my past, the whole of my lifeâand I was going to sit up in bed like a thunderbolt and say oh! oh! oh! -
Donna Tartt