“Mungo’s capacity for love frustrated her. His loving wasn’t selflessness; he simply couldn’t help it. Mo-Maw needed so little and he produced too much, so that it all seemed a horrible waste. It was a harvest no one had seeded, and it blossomed from a vine no one had tended. It should have withered years ago, like hers had, like Hamish’s had. Yet Mungo had all this love to give and it lay about him like ripened fruit and nobody bothered to gather it up.”
― Young Mungo
― Young Mungo
“There were rows of teeth marks on the windowsill, perfect little half-moons of anxiety.”
― Young Mungo
― Young Mungo
“A sister is not a friend. Who can explain the urge to take a relationship as primal and complex as a sibling and reduce it to something as replaceable, as banal as a friend? [...] You don't choose each other, and there's no furtive period of getting to know each other. You're part of each other, right from the start.”
― Blue Sisters
― Blue Sisters
“The sun was not yet fully overhead in the sky, and everything beautiful was all already ruined.”
― Young Mungo
― Young Mungo
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