Hannah McDonnell

“Let us again pretend that life is a solid substance, shaped like a globe, which we turn about in our fingers. Let us pretend that we can make out a plain and logical story, so that when one matter is despatched—love for instance—we go on, in an orderly manner, to the next. ”
― Virginia Woolf , The Waves

“Everything changes into something else, turns into some version of what it was before.”
― Claire Keegan, Foster

“A heart is a mystery and not a mystery. It hides under ribs, pumping blood. You can pull it out, hold it in your hand. Squeeze. It wants what it wants. It can be made of gold, glass, stone. It can stop anytime.”
― Helena Fox

“I am dead in infinite alternate universes. I am mostly and most likely dead, now, here. All doors opening, all doors closed.”
― Helena Fox, How It Feels to Float