Abbey S.

“My mother is a fish.”
― William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying

“How senseless is everything that can ever be written, done, or thought, when such things are possible. It must be all lies and of no account when the culture of a thousand years could not prevent this stream of blood being poured out, these torture-chambers in their hundreds of thousands. A hospital alone shows what war is.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, All Quiet on the Western Front

“This horror will grow mild, this darkness light.”
― John Milton, Paradise Lost

“I love you to pieces, distraction, etc.”
― J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey