Krishna Olk

“and the shining strengthened me against the fright
whose agony had wracked the lake of my heart
through all the terrors of that piteous night.”
― Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy: Inferno - Purgatorio - Paradiso

“With the passing of time, she would slowly tire of this exercise. She would find it increasingly exhausting to conjure up, to dust off, to resuscitate once again what was long dead. There would come a day, in fact, years later, when [she] would no longer bewail his loss. Or not as relentlessly; not nearly. There would come a day when the details of his face would begin to slip from memory's grip, when overhearing a mother on the street call after her child by [his] name would no longer cut her adrift. She would not miss him as she did now, when the ache of his absence was her unremitting companion--like the phantom pain of an amputee.”
― Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns

“It wasn’t a death stare--not for a few seconds at least.”
― S.G. Blaise, The Last Lumenian

“It was as if we played chess after denying me both bishops and knights.”
― Gabriel F.W. Koch, Death Leaves a Shadow