Sam

“Carol raised her hand slowly and brushed her hair back, once on either side, and Therese smiled because the gesture was Carol, and it was Carol she loved and would always love. Oh, in a different way now, because she was a different person, and it was like meeting Carol all over again, but it was still Carol and no one else. It would be Carol, in a thousand cities, a thousand houses, in foreign lands where they could go together, in heaven and in hell.”
― Patricia Highsmith, The Price of Salt

“He drifted off into sleep and Janie looked down on him and felt a self-crushing love. So her soul crawled out from its hiding place.”
― Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God

“They had never defined what their "thing" was, exactly. Tony did whatever he wanted, and Pepper did the same, and all the while an unspoken decision to wait for each other lingered between them. Star-crossed but terminally overbooked, the threat of monogamy but not the call to it. Not yet.”
― Madeleine Roux, What If... Loki Was Worthy?

“This is not an expedition. It is an execution. When they put you in here, they don’t want you to return. And even if you do, and even if they keep their promises… what freedom waits for you? A few dying ships in a sea of dead stars?

If there is still hope, it lies beyond the veil. Hope in this void is as illusionary as the starlight. I will choose to breathe my last at the bottom of an ocean, unseen, unheard, and uncontrolled.

They will get their execution.

I will get my freedom.”
― David Szymanski