Kate Wrath > Quotes

“Tastes like something that rhymes with cat." -Apollon”
― Kate Wrath, E

“How easily we all vanish from the face of the earth.  One moment, we live.  The next, we are erased.”
― Kate Wrath, E

“How easily we can lose everything.  Our fingers reach and grasp and claw, trying to cling to what we have, but in the end, life runs through them like water.  We cannot hold it. My”
― Kate Wrath, E

“Already I feel the loss of this moment, like it's drifting away from me on Time's wings. I sense the future, how far away this moment will be, how I'll look back and feel it as something distant and ethereal. All of life's moments are like that-snapshots filed away in a box. If we're lucky enough to grow old, we can look back at them, but we'll never be in them again. Never live them. We're only ever out of the picture,looking back. Struggling to recall the details..”
― Kate Wrath, E

“We are all what we are, whether it’s something new, or something old.”
― Kate Wrath, E

“But this is human life: the war, the deeds, The disappointment, the anxiety, Imagination's struggles, far and nigh, All human; bearing in themselves this good, That they are sill the air, the subtle food, To make us feel existence, and to shew How quiet death is. Where soil is men grow, Whether to weeds or flowers.”
― Kate Wrath, The E Series Books 1-3 Boxed Set: E / Evolution / Eden

“It’s in that moment, when there’s nothing, that you find out what you were willing to forgive, and what not.  Too late for that, though.  Too late.”
― Kate Wrath, Elegy

“I have so much of you in my heart.”
― Kate Wrath, Elegy

“That’s how we are—people of reasons and holes.  Anything we want, we can justify.  We can poke holes in anything inconvenient by asking the right questions.  And simultaneously we can patch holes in anything attractive by concocting the right explanations.  It comes down to the lies we prefer to believe.  The lies that bring us the most comfort.  The lies that fulfill our desires and dispatch our fears.”
― Kate Wrath, Evolution

“Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting. Not in entire forgetfulness, and not in utter nakedness, but trailing clouds of glory do we come.”
― Kate Wrath, Elegy