Neisha Oreta

“. . .two versions of my homeland will begin to exist, one that is built on the myths of my memories, and the real place, which keeps moving forward without me”
― Evie Dunmore, The Gentleman's Gambit

“She had a feeling that he quite liked the devil’s advocate position. “A man’s lack of voice is connected to his lack of property,” she murmured. “A woman’s lack of voice is forever connected to the fact that she is a woman.”
― Evie Dunmore, A Rogue of One's Own

“Maybe that’s what all lives were, though. Maybe even the most seemingly perfectly intense or worthwhile lives ultimately felt the same. Acres of disappointment and monotony and hurts and rivalries but with flashes of wonder and beauty. Maybe that was the only meaning that mattered. To be the world, witnessing itself. Maybe it wasn’t the lack of achievements that had made her and her brother’s parents unhappy, maybe it was the expectation to achieve in the first place. She had no idea about any of it, really. But on that boat she realised something. She had loved her parents more than she ever knew, and right then, she forgave them completely.”
― Matt Haig, The Midnight Library

“Art isn’t about explaining shit,' she said, coughing once. 'It’s about sharing things—experiences, feelings. Art is something we do to feel human, not because we are.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether