Julka

“Come and be worshiped, come and be caressed, 270  My dark Vanessa, crimson-barred, my blest
My Admirable butterfly! Explain
How could you, in the gloam of Lilac Lane,
Have let uncouth, hysterical John Shade
Blubber your face, and ear, and shoulder blade?”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Pale Fire

“Kisses, my love, deep ones, to the point of fainting-”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Vera

“Do not be afraid of what makes you shine brightly.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Empire of Storms

“You deserve to be happy,” he said. And meant it. She deserved the joy he so often glimpsed on her face when Rowan was near—deserved the wicked laughter she shared with Aedion, the comfort and teasing with Lysandra. She deserved happiness, perhaps more than anyone.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows