Lindsey

“When I was a child I truly loved:
Unthinking love as calm and deep
As the North Sea. But I have lived,
And now I do not sleep.”
― John Gardner, Grendel

“I saw her chewing gum, when I was thirteen, and I fell for her like a suicide from a bridge.”
― Neil Gaiman, Smoke and Mirrors: Short Fiction and Illusions

“March is such a fickle month. It is the seam between winter and spring—though seam suggests an even hem, and March is more like a rough line of stitches sewn by an unsteady hand, swinging wildly between January gusts and June greens. You don’t know what you’ll find, until you step outside.”
― V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

“Never mind. The self is the least of it. Let our scars fall in love”
― Galway Kinnell