Caroline Builta

“She had wriggled into his arms and wrapped herself around him. “No one’s
ever hurt the people who hurt me,” she’d whispered, feeling horribly young.
Ahmed had held her tightly.
“Give me their names,” he’d said. She’d burst into tears then and he
murmured sounds until she cried herself to sleep. Souraya never gave him the
names.”
― Akwaeke Emezi, Little Rot

“Wisdom tells me I’m nothing. Love tells me I am everything. And between the two my life flows.”
― Tara Brach, Radical Compassion: Learning to Love Yourself and Your World with the Practice of Rain

“She couldn’t imagine loving someone so much that you mourned their absence even in their presence.”
― Rumaan Alam, That Kind of Mother

“He thinks we’re what we look like on the outside: nice Southern ladies. Let me tell you something…there’s nothing nice about Southern ladies.”
― Grady Hendrix, The Southern Book Club's Guide to Slaying Vampires