Jenny Cox

“Tis a fearful thing to love what death can touch. A fearful thing to love, to hope, to dream, to be – to be, And oh, to lose. A thing for fools, this, And a holy thing, a holy thing to love. For your life has lived in me, your laugh once lifted me, your word was gift to me. To remember this brings painful joy. ‘Tis a human thing, love, a holy thing, to love what death has touched.”
― Yehuda HaLevi, Selected Poems

“I hope to arrive at my death late, in love, and a little drunk.”
― Atticus, Love Her Wild

“my darling
you will never be unloved by me
you are too well tangled in my soul”
― Atticus

“I want to be with someone who dreams of doing everything in life, and nothing on a rainy Sunday afternoon.”
― Atticus, Love Her Wild