Ria Singh

“You can’t ever reach perfection, but you can believe in an asymptote toward which you are ceaselessly striving.”
― Paul Kalanithi, When Breath Becomes Air

“′Classic′ - a book which people praise and don't read.”
― Mark Twain

“To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys."
Rhys clinked his glass against mine. “To the stars who listen— and the dreams that are answered.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“Mr. Parnassus?” Rowder asked sweetly. “Would you care to respond to these allegations?” “Allegations,” Arthur repeated. “Yes. About the children. Are you training them?” “Beg pardon, but I think you meant to use the word ‘raising.’” “But that’s not what I said, is it?” Rowder said, smiling once more. “Again, are you training them?” “For what? Life? To be good people? To show love and acceptance even in the face of institutionalized bigotry? If that’s what you mean, then yes. I’m training them.” Sallow shifted uncomfortably. “I think what she’s asking is if you’re training these children to go to war for you.” “I wouldn’t dream of going to war with any of you,” Arthur said mildly. “It would be a battle of wits for which you are wholly unarmed.”
― T.J. Klune, Somewhere Beyond the Sea