Devon Miran

“How do we remember this emptiness so in fullness we won't forget?' Asked once, when emptiness was the worst. Why ever [would] he want to remember that?”
― Mark Z. Danielewski, Into the Forest

“Every night I dream a lot. Every day I live a little.”
― Max Nowaz, Get Rich or Get Lucky

“Warmth radiated from her skin in waves. Her pulse beneath his fingertips. The telltale flutter in her neck. Life. It mattered, was precious. And could be taken away in an instant.”
― J. Rose Black, Losing My Breath

“It is strange to have this little girl who is my own flesh and blood and yet she seems so separate from me.”
― Nancy E. Turner, These Is My Words: The Diary of Sarah Agnes Prine, 1881-1901