Gaby Banquicio

“I woke to the sound of rain.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

“He is half of my soul, as the poets say.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“Unworthy boys make a lot of noise”
― Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing

“The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence. I knew perfectly well the cars were making noise, and the people in them and behind the lit windows of the buildings were making a noise, and the river was making a noise, but I couldn't hear a thing. The city hung in my window, flat as a poster, glittering and blinking, but it might just as well not have been there at all, for all the good it did me.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar