Chris Quinn

“Our garage is filled floor to ceiling with stuff. Stacks of plastic bins are filled with old papers and receipts and baby clothes and toys and tangled jewelry and journals and Christmas decorations and old candy bar wrappers and expired makeup and empty shampoo bottles and broken mug pieces in Ziploc bags.”
― Jennette McCurdy, I'm Glad My Mom Died

“I have a black thumb,” replied Lucien. He stopped himself from shrugging again. “And I’ve never been fond of children. How are their little hands always so disgusting?”
― Madeleine Roux, Critical Role: The Mighty Nein—The Nine Eyes of Lucien

“Wherever you go, you take yourself with you. If you see what I mean.”
― Neil Gaiman

“Inside the temple, Richard found a life waiting for him, all ready to be worn and lived, and inside that life, another. Each life he tried on, he slipped into, and it pulled him further in, further away from the world he came from; one by one, existence following existence, rivers of dreams and fields of stars, a hawk with a sparrow clutched in its talons flies low above the grass, and here are tiny intricate people waiting for him to fill their heads with life, and thousands of years pass and he is engaged in strange work of great importance and sharp beauty, and he is loved, and he is honoured, and then a pull, a sharp tug and it’s…”
― Michael Moorcock, Elric of Melniboné