sobriquet had been bestowed on me by Lucy, in a spiteful way, as though
“Minton, all fleur-de-lys and fiddly curlicues—they go for thousands on eBay—”
― He Said/She Said
― He Said/She Said
“Child to child Eye to eye We grew as one, Sharing souls. Wing by wing, Leaf by leaf You left this world, You died before the child. My friend, the Wild.”
― Where the Crawdads Sing
― Where the Crawdads Sing
“all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.”
― Where the Crawdads Sing
― Where the Crawdads Sing
“Nature seemed the only stone that would not slip midstream.”
― Where the Crawdads Sing
― Where the Crawdads Sing
“matter what the bastards do. So what if my dad beat my mum, so what if my hubby fucked the babysitter, so”
― The Broken Shore
― The Broken Shore
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