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“You know what’s more terrible than giving up a dream?” he asks. “To discover you haven’t.
“It’s not about this boy,” James says. “You do see that?”
And then—
“Is it worth it? All this—” He shuts his eyes. “All this wreckage.”
I’m not sure what he means by wreckage. Himself ? His career? His relationship with my father?
Perhaps he only means life.”
― Meg Howrey, They're Going to Love You

“I think you have to have faith in people before they earn it. Otherwise it’s not faith, right?”
― Taylor Jenkins Reid, Daisy Jones & The Six

“You’re like a pair of jazz musicians, forever improvising. Or perhaps you are not musicians, but your love manifests in the music. Sometimes, your head tucked into her neck, you can feel her heartbeat thudding like a kick drum. Your smile a grand piano, the glint in her eye like the twinkle of hands caressing ivory keys. The rhythmic strum of a double bass the inert grace she has been blessed with, moving her body in ways which astound. A pair of soloists in conversations so harmonious, one struggles to separate. You are not the musicians but the music.”
― Caleb Azumah Nelson, Open Water

“I had been a girl who felt lost, this was true. All the hopes of youth seemed to have been destroyed, I seemed to be falling backwards towards my mother, my grandmother, the chain of mute or angry women I came from. Missed opportunities.”
― Elena Ferrante, The Lost Daughter