Molly

“From the stars, came the ground. From the ground, we stood. To the ground, we return”
― Becky Chambers, Record of a Spaceborn Few

“No, listen. I've got it now. You meet a girl: shy, unassuming. If you tell her she's beautiful, she'll think you're sweet, but she won't believe you. She knows that beauty lies in your beholding." Bast gave a grudging shrug. "And sometimes that's enough."

His eyes brightened. "But there's a better way. You show her she is beautiful. You make mirrors of your eyes, prayers of your hands against her body. It is hard, very hard, but when she truly believes you..." Bast gestured excitedly. "Suddenly the story she tells herself in her own head changes. She transforms. She isn't seen as beautiful. She is beautiful, seen.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

“From the ground, we stand;
From our ships, we live;
By the stars, we hope.

—Exodan proverb”
― Becky Chambers, The Long Way to a Small, Angry Planet

“You’re my curse. Staying away from you, is like trying to hold my breath when the tide is rising.” His words dance around my head, the deep timbre of his voice titillating my senses. “I want to drown in you.”
― Keri Lake, Master of Salt & Bones