Emily

“Winter is the season of alcoholism and despair.”
― Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides

“Can I take your coat?” Cupcake offers. I turn to her. She’s looking at me so hopefully. So willing to take a coat I’m not wearing, I almost want to give her my skin.”
― Mona Awad, Bunny

“One of those sprawling flamboyant patterns committing every artistic sin. It is dull enough to confuse the eye in following, pronounced enough to constantly irritate, and provoke study, and when you follow the lame, uncertain curves for a little distance they suddenly commit suicide—plunge off at outrageous angles, destroy themselves in unheard-of contradictions.”
― Charlotte Perkins Gilman

“Well,’ I admitted, ‘I suppose it’s not the most suitable kind of accommodation for kidnapping, but …’ The words died away on my lips. I wasn’t sure how to finish my argument without insulting him, which made sense, given that none of my thoughts about him had ever been very complimentary. He scribbled, Not enough blood? Another laugh fell from my lips. ‘Suppose so. I missed the torture instruments and the dangling chains at the ceiling, too.’ Will take note.”
― Lisette Marshall, Court of Blood and Bindings