Jay Malachi

“So long as you write it away regularly nothing can really hurt you.”
― Shirley Jackson

“They held hands and knew that only the coffin would lie in the earth; the bubbly laughter and the press of fingers in the palm would stay aboveground forever. At first, as they stood there, their hands were clenched together. They relaxed slowly until during the walk back home their fingers were laced in as gentle a clasp as that of any two young girlfriends trotting up the road on a summer day wondering what happened to butterflies in the winter.”
― Toni Morrison, Sula

“- A trecut de 21 de ani, Rosie. O sa fie doctor. Lasa-l sa-si foloseasca stetoscopul sa-si asculte propria inima.”
― Erich Segal, Doctors

“It is probably her son she misses, or the father. Or our whole country, which you never think of until it’s gone, which you never love until you’re no longer there.”
― Junot Díaz, This Is How You Lose Her