Justice

“If I find in myself desires which nothing in this world can satisfy, the only logical explanation is that I was made for another world.”
― C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity

“Strange, he thought, how seldom people tend to look up”
― John Flanagan, The Ruins of Gorlan

“My books happen. They tend to blast in from nowhere, seize me by the throat, and howl 'Write me! Write me now!' But they rarely stand still long enough for me to see what and who they are, before they hurtle away again. And so I spend a lot of time running after them, like a thrown rider after an escaped horse, saying 'Wait for me! Wait for me!' and waving my notebook in the air.”
― Robin McKinley

“I bleed myself to be your drink:
Is not the blood of poets—ink?”
― William Soutar