Sheryl

“Her childhood had been magical, hours spent in ecstatic loneliness in the apple orchard, dreaming of foreign lands and wild adventures. Everything was new, down to bird song and grass blades. By the time she had reached adulthood, the town around her was like a grandmother who had used up all her stories and now simply rocked on the porch. The same flowers, the same streets, year after year. She longed for someone more exotic. A prince. A pirate.”
― Kathy Hepinstall, Blue Asylum

“Does love still exist if you can’t say it? If you can’t admit it?”
― Julie Murphy, Side Effects May Vary

“It was the thing I planned out in my head in those moments between asleep and awake when my brain was unable to tell the difference between dreams and reality.”
― Julie Murphy, Side Effects May Vary

“I can click my heels together all I want, but there's just no place to go.”
― Lara Zielin, The Waiting Sky