Madisyn Timmons

“This, I say. This and this. The way his hair looked in summer sun. His face when he ran. His eyes, solemn as an owl at lessons. This and this and this. So many moments of happiness, crowding forward.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“Whatever you are made of, Charlotte Regan, I am made of it, too.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“Nobody felt sad as long as we could postpone tomorrow with more nostalgia.”
― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

“I like it,” he said.
“What?”
He loosened the wine from his lips. “Your brain.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether