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“The worst type of crying wasn't the kind everyone could see--the wailing on street corners, the tearing at clothes. No, the worst kind happened when your soul wept and no matter what you did, there was no way to comfort it. A section withered and became a scar on the part of your soul that survived. For people like me and Echo, our souls contained more scar tissue than life.”
― Katie McGarry, Pushing the Limits

“I have no friends," he said. "And if I do have any left it won't be for long.”
― Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, The General in His Labyrinth

“Call me a sinner,
Mock me maliciously:
I was your insomnia,
I was your grief.”
― Anna Akhmatova

“I go to seek a great perhaps”
― Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, The General in His Labyrinth