Dewey Simms

“Her heart hammered, her head pounded. Part of her felt like maybe she could outrun it – the monster that stole her mother. She ran, the thumping of her feet her only anchor. She thought she
might rise up and explode, like a big greasy soap bubble.
If only I could.”
― Sara Pascoe, Being a Witch, and Other Things I Didn't Ask For

“She didn’t dislike it yet. After everything that had happened, that felt like progress.”
― D.L. Maddox, Killer

“Only human after all, she whispered.”
― Gabriel F.W. Koch, Steel Blood

“American Religionists, when I questioned them, frequently said that falling in love was affirming again Christ’s love for each of them.”
― Harold Bloom, The Daemon Knows: Literary Greatness and the American Sublime