Mike

“She was maybe fifty, mouse-brown hair, pretty once was my first thought, then I realized she was still pretty. I had just seen such ugly things that this cold loft with its naked brick and bare lightbulbs and a mattress on the floor with a pile of books for a nightstand was beautiful, and she was beautiful for making it that way and keeping it as nice as she could and for not having the heart to throw away the Gerber daisy wilting, already dropping petals from its place in the Coke bottle on the counter by the stove. And she was beautiful for wearing a raincoat with a sweater under it because that was all she had.”
― Christopher Buehlman, The Lesser Dead

“We never thought of ourselves as witches, my mother and I. For this was a word invented by men, a word that brings power to those who speak it, not those it describes.”
― Emilia Hart, Weyward

“I'm sitting here thankful that I met her, but I know that today she'll leave and I'll be here and that'll be it. But just like with Dad, I try and focus on the good memories and keep the gratitude rather than mourn the loss.”
― Chad Lutzke, Of Foster Homes and Flies

“I love a good story about everyone dying.”
― Sadie Hartmann, 101 Horror Books to Read Before You're Murdered