Bayli

“He knew that in the years to come, even when they were old and gray and their spines were bent by the weight of time, he would remember her as she was in that moment, with a couple of stray yellow flowers in her hair, her lips parted. He stood still, holding the moment against his heart. Then she turned her head and smiled at him.”
― Silvia Moreno-Garcia, The Beautiful Ones

“Some days - some early mornings - when the wind smells of blossoms I'll never see, and there are fawns playing in the misty orchards, and you're yawning and mumbling and scratching your head, and growling that we'll see rain before nightfall, and probably hail as well, on such mornings I wish with all my heart that we could both live forever, and I think you were a great fool to give it up.”
― Peter S. Beagle, The Way Home: Two Novellas from the World of The Last Unicorn

“If I look like a monster,’ he says roughly, ‘then no one will be surprised when I do monstrous things.”
― A.B. Poranek, Where the Dark Stands Still

“He needed Thomas, needed their lungs sewn inside each other so he could remember how to breathe. He needed to take words from Thomas's mouth and put them in his own so he had something to say.”
― C.G. Drews, Don't Let the Forest In