Emilee

“I heard every word between you. I knew you could take care of yourself, and yet … ” He went back to his pie, swallowing a bite before continuing. “And yet I found myself deciding that if you took his hand, I would find a way to live with it. It would be your choice.”
I sipped from my wine. “And if he had grabbed me?”
There was nothing but uncompromising will in his eyes. “Then I would have torn apart the world to get you back.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“The grey church looked greyer, and the lonely church looked lonelier.”
― Emily Brontë

“These memories were beautiful, and they stung like nettles.”
― Henry Miller

“It was a strange way of killing, not by inches, but by fractions of hairbreadths, to beguile me with the spectre of a hope, through eighteen years!”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights