What am I not reading?

"You must be joking," he said. "Look around. Think for a moment. It's the middle of the night, not a soul anywhere. In this city, at this time. Not a dog in the gutter. Empty. Except for this elephant -- and you're going to tell your idiot friends about it? Why? Do you think they'll understand it? Do you think it will matter to them? .... You must understand, this is one of those moments."

"What moments?"
 

"One of those moments you keep to yourself," he said.

- The Tiger's Wife, by Tea Obreht