Liz • りず

“Who am I? I am just a story written in present tense. We all are. We are never finished.”
― Nat Cassidy, Mary: An Awakening of Terror

“It’s strange how hate and love can so quietly exist at the same time. They are moon phases, one silently growing until one day all that’s left is darkness.”
― Kylie Lee Baker, Bat Eater and Other Names for Cora Zeng

“I want my rage to elicit love and more love.”
― Noor Hindi, Dear God. Dear Bones. Dear Yellow.

“I would leave everything here: the valleys, the hills, the paths, and the jaybirds from the gardens, I would leave here the petcocks and the padres, heaven and earth, spring and fall, I would leave here the exit routes, the evenings in the kitchen, the last amorous gaze, and all of the city-bound directions that make you shudder, I would leave here the thick twilight falling upon the land, gravity, hope, enchantment, and tranquility, I would leave here those beloved and those close to me, everything that touched me, everything that shocked me, fascinated and uplifted me, I would leave here the noble, the benevolent, the pleasant, and the demonically beautiful, I would leave here the budding sprout, every birth and existence, I would leave here incantation, enigma, distances, inexhaustibility, and the intoxication of eternity; for here I would leave this earth and these stars, because I would take nothing with me from here, because I've looked into what's coming, and I don't need anything from here.”
― László Krasznahorkai”
― László Krasznahorkai, The World Goes On