Emma Lilley

“A dispassionate white sun shone at the summit of the sky. I wanted to hone myself on it till I grew saintly and thin and essential as the blade of a knife.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

“I'm porous with travel fever
But you know I'm so glad to be on my own
Still somehow the slightest touch of a stranger
Can set up trembling in my bones.
I know no one's going to show me everything
We all come and go unknown
Each so deep and superficial
Between the forceps and the stone.”
― Joni Mitchell, Joni Mitchell: The Complete Poems and Lyrics

“It occurred to me that the glow in that night's sky had perhaps signalled the last of the deaths that had been happening around me.
People had died in that light. Died in an instant, I didn't doubt.
I had the feeling that I finally understood what the series of deaths had been trying to tell me. The light of heat, of energy. My body was fully endowed with heat and energy. I couldn't help but see myself standing there last night, transfixed by the glowing red sky, never sparing the approach of death a thought.”
― Yūko Tsushima, Territory of Light

“Be with me always - take any form - drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I can not live without my life! I can not live without my soul!”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights