Reena

“share your address with me and i shall send you sound remedies, prescripts for serenity, potions for city scribes plagued by commotion, pinned down in antipodes, pining for butchery when all that she really needs are soothing soliloquies, background amenities to set her swift mind at ease.”
― Suzanne Gilad, Copyediting and Proofreading For Dummies

“(let’s go said he not too far said she what’s too far said he where you are said she) —e. e. cummings”
― Laura Dave, The Last Thing He Told Me

“Winter never lets you forget you’re alive. Maybe that’s why it makes people sad.”
― Ainslie Hogarth, Motherthing: 'A gruesome, blackly funny feminist horror story'

“Ten little soldier boys went out to dine; One choked his little self and then there were Nine. Nine little soldier boys sat up very late; One overslept himself and then there were Eight. Eight little soldier boys travelling in Devon; One said he’d stay there and then there were Seven. Seven little soldier boys chopping up sticks; One chopped himself in halves and then there were Six. Six little soldier boys playing with a hive; A bumble bee stung one and then there were Five. Five little soldier boys going in for law; One got in Chancery and then there were Four. Four little soldier boys going out to sea; A red herring swallowed one and then there were Three. Three little soldier boys walking in the Zoo; A big bear hugged one and then there were Two. Two little soldier boys sitting in the sun; One got frizzled up and then there was One. One little soldier boy left all alone; He went and hanged himself and then there were None.”
― Agatha Christie, And Then There Were None