Andrea

“And I thought: This is love. Oh, I know it wasn't like man-woman love. I know the difference. It wasn't big. It wasn't forced. It had no hurt in it. It was small and gentle and good. It asked nothing. It only gave.”
― Claire Oshetsky, Poor Deer

“And Bada lay there watching until the three white dots could no longer be distinguished from the waves, the sea, the sky -- everything that made up this hard, ugly, broken, and beautiful world where, in the end, absolutely nothing mattered except how much one loved.”
― Juhea Kim, A Love Story from the End of the World: Stories

“Do you not find consciousness alone to be the most exhilarating thing? Here we are, in this incomprehensibly large universe, on this one tiny moon around this one incidental planet, and in all the time this entire scenario has existed, every component has been recycled over and over and over again into infinitely incredible configurations, and sometimes, those configurations are special enough to be able to see the world around them. You and I—we’re just atoms that arranged themselves the right way, and we can understand that about ourselves. Is that not amazing?”
― Becky Chambers, A Psalm for the Wild-Built

“What is a game?" Marx said. "It's tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow. It's the possibility of infinite rebirth, infinite redemption. The idea that if you keep playing, you could win. No loss is permanent, because nothing is permanent, ever.”
― Gabrielle Zevin, Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow