T.A.

“Let me paint a picture for you: The full moon was bulbous and yellow like the blind and rotted eye of a witch that peered down from the murky sky with bad intentions, and a million little stars shone down on the sleepy Southern town of Evelyn. The breeze was gentle and cool, carrying on it the scent of flowers and wet earth from the recent rain spell. The only thing missing was the children singing hymns, and I'm sure it would have been enough to make someone happy to be alive.”
― Nicholas Pekearo, The Wolfman

“i see surrender on the horizon,
and as the sun says goodbye
in shades of rose,
i look up and remember
that leaving can be beautiful
and coming back can be, too.”
― Wilder Poetry, Golden

“He's a good guy," said Abraham.
I lit a cigarette and blew smoke in his face.
"If I have to talk to one more person today because of you, I'm going to burn you with this cigarette.”
― Nicholas Pekearo, The Wolfman

“Returning home is the most difficult part of long-distance hiking; You have grown outside the puzzle and your piece no longer fits.”
― Cindy Ross