Brittany S

“Somewhere out there are people who still know her poems, who've hidden scraps of them away in the folds of their minds before setting match to the papers of their hands. He will find them. He will ask them what they remember. He will piece together their recollections, fragmentary and incomplete though they may be, mapping the holes of one against the solid patches of another. And in this way, piece by piece, he will set her back down on paper again.”
― Celeste Ng, Our Missing Hearts

“Why did I tell you so many stories? Because I wanted the world to make sense to you. I wanted to make sense of the world, for you. I wanted the world to make sense.”
― Celeste Ng, Our Missing Hearts

“Who ever thinks, recalling the face of the one they loved who is gone: yes, I looked at you enough, I loved you enough, we had enough time, any of this was enough?”
― Celeste Ng, Our Missing Hearts

“Readers were living multiple magical, fantastical lives all within their heads. It was enviable and made sense that they were vivacious people inside their happy place.”
― Tate James, Honey Trap