Patience

“Losing a child was like losing a limb. You were reminded of it every time you moved, until the consistent adjustments to life became a permanent part of you.”
― A.R. Torre, The Good Lie

“I started to leave, but Wölfe trapped me in his arms and buried his face in my neck. “I’ll come before the night is over.” The words rumbled in his chest, and I felt them to the tips of my toes. Kalyll. Wölfe. Wölfe. Kalyll. My emotions flared for both of them. How could I feel this way about two completely different males?”
― Ingrid Seymour, A Cage So Gilded

“And there was something deeply personal about the archetype of the boys that triggered something in the killer. My hypothesis was that the killer’s high school years had been traumatic with respect to his mental growth. The likeliest and easiest theory was that he was bullied by a boy very similar to the victim profile. Given the sexual nature of the torture BH inflicted, he was probably molested or raped by this bully or had struggled with a crush or sexual attraction to the boy—an attraction that could have been nurtured or rejected.”
― A.R. Torre, The Good Lie

“Because you pretend to be irreverent and lazy, but deep down, you don’t give up. Because you know that if you do, then they win. All the asp-holes, as you called them, win. So living, and living well—it’s the greatest fuck you that you can ever give them.”
― Sarah J. Maas, House of Earth and Blood