Elizabeth

“He had never been an angel, but he had fallen like one, and would keep falling, through flame and smoke and sulfur, down, down, down...”
― Isabel Cañas, The Possession of Alba Díaz

“Spirits like her are not drawn to the happy and carefree; they want salt, be it blood or be it tears.”
― Johanna van Veen, My Darling Dreadful Thing

“It’s a dangerous thing, to try and give someone everything. One day, you might find you’ve given away things you should’ve kept. Some parts of us must remain inviolate if we are to survive as a person.”
― Johanna van Veen, My Darling Dreadful Thing

“He fell in October 1918, on a day that was so quiet and still on the whole front, that the army report confined itself to the single sentence: All quiet on the Western Front. He had fallen forward and lay on the earth as though sleeping. Turning him over one saw that he could not have suffered long; his face had an expression of calm, as though almost glad the end had come.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, All Quiet on the Western Front