Jordan

“Yoga was still terrible, like a game of Simon Says with no winner.”
― Bassey Ikpi, I'm Telling the Truth, but I'm Lying: Essays

“I don’t think I remember anything about myself that happened before him.” I let out a laugh, rub my face with both hands. “That’s so depressing.” “It is,” Ruby agrees. “But those years aren’t lost. They’ve just been neglected for a while. You can recover yourself.”
― Kate Elizabeth Russell, My Dark Vanessa

“She seems fragile in a way I wasn’t able to see before, not when she and I were in the coffee shop or in any of the stuff she posts online. I see now what should have been obvious, that she was lost and looking for a way to understand it all—him, herself, what he did, and why it still means so much despite it being so seemingly small. I can hear Strane asking, impatient and impenitent, the question that must still ring through her head: When are you going to get over this? All I did was touch your leg.”
― Kate Elizabeth Russell, My Dark Vanessa

“fifteen years old is a strange thing, a real paradox. That in the middle of your adolescence, you’re the bravest you’ll ever be because of how the brain works at this age, the combination of malleability and arrogance.”
― Kate Elizabeth Russell, My Dark Vanessa