Kip Backhuus

“Her fingers moved among barnacles and mussels, blue-black, sharp-edged. Neon red starfish were limp Dalis on the rocks, surrounded by bouquets of stinging anemones and purple bursts of spiny sea urchins.”
― Janet Fitch, White Oleander

“To remember love after long sleep; to turn again to poetry after a year in the market place, or to youth after resignation to drowsy and stiffening age; to remember what once you thought life could hold, after telling over with muddied and calculating fingers what it has offered; this is music, made after long silence. The soul flexes its wings, and, clumsy as any fledgling, tries the air again”
― Mary Stewart, The Hollow Hills

“We live in deeds, not years.”
― Ammar Habib, Mary Edwards Walker: America's Only Female Medal of Honor Recipient

“do not blame other people for being themselves, you will only be frustrated by it.”
― Garth Stein, How Evan Broke His Head and Other Secrets