James Macdonald

“Amateurs think that if they were inspired all the time, they could be professionals. Professionals know that if they relied on inspiration, they’d be amateurs.”
― Martin Meadows, 365 Days With Self-Discipline

“There are nights that ask rhetorical questions. There are nights that demand immediate answers. And then, there are nights, where you forget your own name... There are nights where you lose conscience of where your body ends or begins....
Those are my favorite.”
― Malak El Halabi

“Our mornings were never "rise and shine." They were "rise and fight." They were loud and ravaging. They were heavy and unnerving, like the after-math of a war, with unresolved territorial disputes.
They were never serene, but they were beautiful. More beautiful than the smile you wear when you step out of the shower, more tempting than the sight of you brewing coffee from across the kitchen bar, more promising than a glorious victory, bigger than all our tumultuous past. Bigger than you. Bigger than I.”
― Malak El Halabi

“He tried his best to save her but she was deeply damaged. Her soft edges became sharp blades, the moment he got too close to her heart. He tried his best to love her but she was beyond scarred. She mistook his love for possession, his care for obsession and all the words he gently whispered to her in between as accusations. So she fled with her heart and his. She fled because that's the only thing she was good at. She didn't think she was worthy of love. Not after everything that happened to her. Not after everyone she deeply cared about was taken from her, one by one.
Love betrayed her before. It surely will betray her this time too. So she betrayed love before it even did, not knowing that it would have never had.”
― Malak El Halabi