Jessica

“I thought, I will know him always, he will father my children, we will grow old side by side. We will make love ten thousand times and plant fifty gardens in the springtime, and when winter comes we will lie together and keep each other warm, until the sunshine returns.”
― Beatriz Williams, Cocoa Beach

“Mostly, I feel a distance from people, like we're in a subway station, and they're on a different platform. I can't cross the tracks to join them, and the noise from the trains is so loud I can barely make out what they're saying.”
― Janet Skeslien Charles, Miss Morgan's Book Brigade

“Grief is like a deep, dark hole. It calls like a siren: Come to me, lose yourself here. And you fight it and you fight it and you fight it, but when you finally do succumb and jump down into it, you can't quite believe how deep it is. It feels as if this is how you will live for the rest of your life, falling. Terrified and devastated until you die.”
― Taylor Jenkins Reid, Carrie Soto Is Back

“How on Earth would repetition be magic?"...
"Well, God makes the same trees come alive each year, doesn't he? Yona said slowly. "He makes the same seasons come and go, the same flowers bloom, the same birds call. Anf there's magic in that, isn't there?”
― Kristin Harmel, The Forest of Vanishing Stars