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“He pulls apart the threads of my mind that keep me tied together. My bones become heavy like river stones. My eyes flutter closed, and I hear a change in the air, like the ice splintering along the edge of the pond in winter, thin and delicate. I am the ice: sharp, deadly. I will break if Levi isn't careful. I will slice him open if my edges are exposed.”
― Shea Ernshaw, A History of Wild Places

“There is no history in a place until we make it, until you live a life worth remembering.”
― Shea Ernshaw, A History of Wild Places

“Just as broken.
No matter where you go, there are cracks in the plaster, nails coming loose, you just have to decide where you want to piece yourself back together. Where the ground feels sturdiest beneath your feet.”
― Shea Ernshaw, A History of Wild Places

“He had read somewhere that, for true writers, nothing was more important than their art, not even love.”
― Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie