Mel

“I allow myself, for the gash of a moment, to remember what I once possessed: the abyssal ocean, the song in those depths like swimming down the black throat of a god; the searing colors moting my sisters' coils, sapphire and quartz crushed into constellations and prisms of incandescence spiraling through the dark, our tails in endless, restless motion; our mother's eyes colossal, phosphorescent; our father's ribs, still studded with our egg sacs, his heartbeat in our veins. I'd been happy there.”
― Cassandra Khaw, The Salt Grows Heavy

“On a long enough timeline, endings are inevitable.
Tragedy is inevitable.
Fortunately, so is joy.”
― Chuck Tingle, Bury Your Gays

“When the dead men come, we are waiting. We have been waiting so long.

They must have convinced themselves they would never rot in the same dirt we do.”
― Andrew Joseph White, The Spirit Bares Its Teeth

“I can only hope that they have the kind of truth that we sometimes find in myths.”
― Olaf Stapledon, Star Maker