Isabella Stofka > Quotes

“She was not in a castle. She was not at a ball. There was no girl, no sister, no prince. There was just her, alone in this bathroom, the tile planted firmly beneath her feet.
She could smell the lavender.”
― Isabella Stofka, Curses of Lavender

“Thicket wasn't normal. She was anything but normal, though she longed to be.”
― Isabella Stofka

“Sorry wasn’t anything compared to the loss of one’s parents. She would know. She knew loss. Knew its taste—salty and acidic. Knew its smell, putrid yet fresh like water. Knew its sounds—hollow and sharp, at least when something was able to penetrate the wall of silence.
Knew how it felt—like your entire world had shattered into pieces.
Sorry couldn’t help any of that. Couldn’t heal the cracks in one’s heart. Couldn’t numb the pain.”
― Isabella Stofka, Curses of Lavender