maria

“It didn't matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls, but only that we had loved them, and that they hadn't heard us calling, still do not hear us, up here in the tree house, with our thinning hair and soft bellies, calling them out of those rooms where they went to be alone for all time, alone in suicide, which is deeper than death, and where we will never find the pieces to put them back together.”
― Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides

“As I walked, I pictured the salt air and the endless water stretching out, covering the houses, crashing over the freeways, drowning out the voices of men who wish for you not to love them and the sounds of girls crying into pillows, oceans dripping from their eyes.”
― Wendy C. Ortiz, Excavation

“All wisdom ends in paradox.”
― Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides

“My hunger, my thirst, my loneliness and boredom and fear were all weapons aimed at my enemy, the world.

They didn’t matter a whit to the world, of course, and they tormented me, but I got a gruesome satisfaction from my sufferings.”
― Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted