Martina Litty

“Matthew Lynch was a golden, indiscriminate pit into which the world threw food.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Dream Thieves

“He sat in the reading room by himself, the diffuse morning light rendering him soft and dusty. He had removed one of the tarot decks from its bag and lined all of the cards faceup in three long rows. Now he leaned on the table and studied the image on each, one at at time, shuffling on his elbows to the next when he was through. He looked nothing like the Adam who'd lost his temper and everything like the Adam she had first met. That was what was frightening, though⁠—there'd been no warning.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Dream Thieves

“After a moment, he calmed enough to see how his anger was a separate thing inside him, a dingy, surprise gift from his father.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Dream Thieves

“i am the pebble in your italian loafers (also the reason you can own them). i am the shadow that curves over the swollen cracked plaster in barry's ceiling, waking him in fear when the moon is bright. i am the acrid taste that flows from the kitchen taps after heavy rains. i am after you, i am part of you, i am everywhere, i love you.”
― Susan Scarf Merrell, Shirley