Bailey White

“I thought he had taken my soul, said Rev.

I thought he took mine, too. But no one can. It's just been sleeping.”
― Francesca Lia Block, The Rose and the Beast: Fairy Tales Retold

“She went out in the city with its lights like a radioactive phosphorescence, wandered through galleries where the high-priced art on the walls was the same as the graffiti scrawled outside by taggers who were arrested or killed for it, went to parties in hotel rooms where white-skinned, lingerie-clad rock stars had been staying the night their husbands shot themselves in the head, listened to music in nightclubs where stunning boyish actors had OD'd on the pavement.”
― Francesca Lia Block, The Rose and the Beast: Fairy Tales Retold

“I don’t think love is blind, true love is probably the most clear-eyed state of being there is.’

‘Maybe you’re right. Maybe with true love, you see and you love anyway…”
― Marisa de los Santos, Love Walked In

“I can't stand lies. Probably no one can. Probably everyone is, to varying degrees, allergic to them, both spiritually and physically. Lies make me feel low and ignoble, and also itchy, like there's sand under my skin. The only thing that feels worse than hearing a lie is telling one.”
― Marisa de los Santos, Belong to Me