Julia

“When I watch you sleep," he said shakily, "I feel overwhelmed that you exist.”
― Emily Henry, Beach Read

“It’s embedded in you, once you’ve been a girl. You pass them on the street. You hear their laughs. You feel their pain. You want to lift them into your arms and carry them over to the end point, sparing their feet from the thorns that drew blood from your own. Every girl in the world is a little bit me, and every girl in the world is a little bit mine.”
― Clémence Michallon, The Quiet Tenant

“You have killed my love. You used to stir my imagination. Now you don't even stir my curiosity. You simply produce no effect. I loved you because you were marvelous, because you had genius and intellect, because you realized the dreams of great poets and gave shape and substance to the shadows of art. You have thrown it all away. You are shallow and stupid. My God how mad I was to love you. What a fool I have been. You are nothing to me now. I will never see you again. I will never think of you, I will never mention your name. You don't know what you were to me once, why once.. Oh I can't bear to think of it. I wish I had never laid eyes upon you. You have spoiled the romance of my life. How little you can know of love if you say it marrs your art? Without your art you are nothing. I would have made you famous, splendid, magnificent. The world would have worshipped you, and you would have borne my name. What are you now? A third-rate actress with a pretty face”
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray and Other Works

“You never expect evil to smell nice. What kind of devil wears cologne?”
― Clémence Michallon, The Quiet Tenant