Bethany

“Death meets us in the darkness. There, in that moment, all the moments before it take shape to form the lines and contours of life, like a vessel on a potter's wheel.
For an instant, the measure of life can be seen.
Was it a life of emptiness? Was it misshapen, its cup filled from another's well? Was it cracked and leaking? Perhaps chipped from so many lessons learned?”
― Renée Ahdieh, The Ruined

“One can be alone without feeling lonely,” she muses. “One can feel lonely without being alone.”
― V.E. Schwab, Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil

“I have a vague memory of this one conversation we had in that room about a passage that Elvis had underlined. I started to call someone to help me remember it, but realized that there's no one left to call”
― Riley Keough, From Here to the Great Unknown

“Bury my bones in the midnight soil, plant them shallow and water them deep, and in my place will grow a feral rose, soft red petals hiding sharp white teeth.”
― V.E. Schwab, Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil