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“This is it. This is what music exists for. This is why birds sing. This is why the tide pulls and the water falls. It's why the sun rises and it's why the moon hangs all ghosty white.”
― Jessa Hastings, The Conditions of Will

“Suddenly my mind feels so crowded, as if my thoughts aren’t filtering out in the way most thoughts do. As if something is blocking the exit. As if, rather than in and out of my mind in an orderly line, one thought replacing another, they linger. All of them. Half sound like me; they speak with the internal voice I’ve always recognized as my own. The other half do not. The other half—they have their own voice. They’re loud. So loud. The other half—they have their own voice. They’re loud. So loud. They’re a living thing. They’re hundreds of blind moths in search of a flame, flying chaotically about my mind, crashing into each other, knocking things over. I cringe as glass shatters in places I can’t see.”
― Emma Noyes, How to Hide in Plain Sight

“How much of her life had she spent in this moment, waiting for someone else to decide something conclusive about her?”
― Alison Espach, The Wedding People

“Try to make it sound like having too much history with Magnolia Parks isn’t the mounted deer I’ll hang in the hallway of who I am, like loving her isn’t the first thing you see when you walk through the door of me.”
― Jessa Hastings, Magnolia Parks: The Long Way Home