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“No, don’t speak! Say nothing! Your voice wakes terrible memories–memories of things that made me love you–memories of words that made me love you–memories that are now horrible to me […] The world seemed to me finer because you were in it, and goodness more real because you lived.”
― Oscar Wilde

“You did not let me keep my name, so I will strip you of yours. In this world you are what I say you are, and I say you are a ghost, a long night's fever dream that I have finally woken up from. I say you are the smoke-wisp memory of a flame, thawing ice suffering under an early spring sun, a chalk ledger of depts being wiped clean. I say you do not have a name.”
― S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

“But time will slowly heal you, as it is doing for me. There are good days and there are difficult days. Your grief will never fully fade; it will always be with you--a shadow you carry in your soul--but it will become fainter as your life becomes brighter. You will learn to live outside of it again, as impossible as that may sound. Others who share your pain will also help you heal. Because you are not alone. Not in your fear or your grief or your hopes or your dreams. You are not alone.”
― Rebecca Ross, Divine Rivals

“I have made an important discovery… That alcohol, taken in sufficient quantities, produces all the effects of intoxication.”
― Oscar Wilde, Only Dull People Are Brilliant at Breakfast