Maril Malcom

“This was the sum of everything I’d been in my life—and more: who I am when I sing and stir-fry vegetables for my family and friends on Sunday afternoons; who I am when I wake up on freezing nights and want nothing more than to throw on a sweater, rush to my desk, and write about the person I know no one knows I am; who I am when I crave to be naked with another naked body, or when I crave to be alone in the world; who I am when every part of me seems miles and centuries apart and each swears it bears my name.”
― André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

“He was not certain that he would use the razor blade even if he got the chance. It was more natural to exist from moment to moment, accepting another ten minutes’ life even with the certainty that there was torture at the end of it.”
― George Orwell, 1984

“I never knew what life was until it ran out in a red gush over my lips, my hands!”
― Anne Rice, Interview with the Vampire

“Strange how suffering can look beautiful if you get far enough away.”
― Anthony Doerr, Cloud Cuckoo Land