Jillian Jackman

“Hell’s lonely,” said Peter. “You’ll want company.” “Hell is other people, I’ve heard.”
― R.F. Kuang, Katabasis

“Bury my bones in the midnight soil, plant them shallow and water them deep, and in my place will grow a feral rose, soft red petals hiding sharp white teeth.”
― V.E. Schwab, Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil

“Some people keep their heart tucked so deep, they hardly know it’s there. But you, you have always worn it like a second skin. Open to the world. You feel it all. The love and pain. The joy and hope and sorrow. It will make your life harder, but it will also make it beautiful.”
― V.E. Schwab, Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil

“What is the point, she thinks, of loving something you are doomed to lose? Of holding on to someone who cannot hold on to you?”
― V.E. Schwab, Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil