Rupal

“In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“Be melting snow.
Wash yourself of yourself.”
― Rumi, The Essential Rumi

“I thought: I cannot bear this world a moment longer. Then, child, make another.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“What is a person, if not the marks they leave behind?”
― V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue