Geena

“He looks at her then, her Christ, with his wounded eyes, and she sees what she had not seen before. He is in love. He is in love with her, he is in love with the sparrow and the river, he is in love with the root and trunk and flower of it all, the entire creation, and his fear and his love are inseparable. He has love even for the fear, and it is through the vulnerable door, the portal of fear, the spear in his side that will come tomorrow, that Aleys glimpses, for a fleeting moment, the unutterable vastness of her beloved.”
― Janet Rich Edwards, Canticle: A Novel

“souls are not re-cast with a change of decor”
― Bea Setton, Berlin

“I've lied because I found people's desire to know the truth invasive and their assumption I would tell the truth presumptive. People think they are entitled to honest answers, but I've never been very honest because I don't want to be depressing.”
― Bea Setton, Berlin

“I expected my suffering to feel redemptive in some way. I thought life was meant to be meaningful, even when it was hard.
I wanted to tell her that I was unhappy, but that my unhappiness had no noble cause, and was nearly entirely of my own making. It was slow, insidious self-destruction”
― Bea Setton, Berlin