Agrata Patel

“More?" she breathed, and while her hand felt hot as kindling, she didn't pull away from him. "If I tell you anything else today, you'll grow tired of me."
"Impossible," he whispered.”
― Rebecca Ross, Divine Rivals

“Hello, son. How long was I out? It seemed like only an instant to me.”
“You were out for a few minutes,” said the gosling as he hugged his mother. “But it seemed like forever to me.”
― Peter Brown, The Wild Robot

“Salty,” she said.
He chuckled, glancing down to the cobblestones as he crutched forward. "I know, I'm sweating."
"No," Iris said, drawing his eyes back to hers. "I prefer salty over sweet. I prefer sunsets over sunrises, but only because I love to watch the constellations begin to burn.
My favorite season is autumn, because my mum and I both believed that's the only time when magic can be tasted in the air. I am a devout tea lover and can drink my
weight in it."
A smile flickered over Roman's face. She was answering the questions he had asked in his last letter to her.
"Now," she said. "Tell me yours.”
― Rebecca Ross, Divine Rivals

“If the girls weren't here, I'd wrap my arms around him. If the girls weren't here, I'd tell him that there's not a single horrible thing about him. That he is calmer and kinder than anyone I've ever met. That he has taken the best traits I associate with each gender and made a cocktail of them all. The deepest parts of chivalry. The oldest kind of beauty.”
― Caroline O'Donoghue, The Gifts That Bind Us