Rachel

“But my struggle is to remain conscious, to remember the gifts of so many out there, treading, drowning.”
― Ta-Nehisi Coates, We Were Eight Years in Power: An American Tragedy

“As far as I could tell, he earned his hundred thousand a year by wandering the hallway with a Styrofoam cup of coffee, smiling at the pretty girls and scowling at the boys who didn't play sports. Somebody should have stuck a broom in his hand and made him an honest man.”
― Tom Perrotta, Election

“I think about that little pill for a long time. I think about how all I have to do is swallow it and I'll suddenly be a happy carefree person, someone who doesn't see the sadness. I shed a little tear for the sadness. Someone needs to see it, I think, why not me?”
― Lucie Britsch, Sad Janet

“There's the sound of someone breathing, that's what I'm listening to. Goodbye. The stars are setting, and in their last breath somebody tells me goodbye. Someone is saying goodbye, and now I can't move at all, and all I can do is hold my breath, and silently listen to the final sound, nothing to do but listen silently to the very last echo of that sound.”
― Mieko Kawakami, Ms Ice Sandwich