Jessi

“And when she dreamed, she dreamed of a battle fought on a green hill where the sunlight flashed on swords like jewels, of faeries dancing in the forest where the moonlight lay as tears on the leaves, and of a deep blue sea that beat like a heart against the waiting shore. And through all the dreams, the one constant thing was the sound of a woman’s quiet weeping.”
― Nora Roberts, Jewels of the Sun

“The people she had thought of as friends have faded to strangers who air their follies on Facebook. It’s only from a distance that she’s able to see how directionless that life was, how shallow. The realisation that there had been no two-way communication was sobering; everyone shouting about what they were doing, no one listening, just clicking like to confirm their own presence. Like a voyeur, she watches their lives spinning on without her, as they fall from one party to the next, always seeking, never finding.”
― Daisy O'Shea, Legend of the Selkie

“She was afraid, but she knew now: fear usually meant you were standing on the edge of something new, something self-altering, something potentially good. Fear was not something she would shy away from ever again.”
― Hannah Nicole Maehrer, Apprentice to the Villain