Maitha

“He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“what is love? what was love for me?
it was when I believed I was the happiest person on earth if I had only him and nothing else
it was when I looked at him and felt a pain in my chest over how I would find anything more beautiful
it was when I started writing cause what he made me feel was so intense it couldn't just remain in my thoughts
it was pain, a feeling that emptied out my chest and ate me alive knowing just because I love you, it didn't entitle me to have you.
My love for you was like an ocean slowly drowning me and I was clinging to the last piece of driftwood that was my hope.”
― adya agni

“Even when I'm dead, I'll swim through the Earth,
like a mermaid of the soil, just to be next to your bones.”
― Jeffrey McDaniel

“A beast can never be as cruel as a human being, so artistically, so picturesquely cruel.”
― Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov