Morganzee

“No one and nothing can harm us, child, except what we fear and love.”
― Sigrid Undset, The Wreath

“It was love, and it hit me so hard I leaned against the screen door that still stood between us, just to stay vertical. I wanted to touch him like he was a bunny, a kitten, something so special and soft your fingertips can’t leave it alone. The universe was good because he was in it. I loved the hole in his jeans and the dirt on his bare feet and the scrab on his elbow and the scar that laced through one eyebrow. Gat, my Gat.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“You look like you’ve eaten the sun, like
you drank so much sunlight you’re drowning in it.”
― Yves Olade, Bloodsport

“Who am I? I am who I say I am and tomorrow someone else entirely. You are too nostalgic, you want memory to secure you, console you. The past is a bore. What matters is only oneself and what one creates from what one has learned. Imagination uses what it needs and discards the rest— where you want to erect a museum. Don't hoard the past, Astrid. Don't cherish anything. Burn it. The artist is the phoenix who burns to emerge.”
― Janet Fitch, White Oleander