Lotta Heinonen

“Words are wind, Brienne told herself. They cannot hurt you. Let them wash over you.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Feast for Crows

“In the end I suppose we lay flowers on a grave because we cannot lay ourselves on it.”
― Chris Cleave, Everyone Brave Is Forgiven

“You must never behave as if your life belongs to a man. Do you hear me?” Aunty Ifeka said. “Your life belongs to you and you alone.”
― Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Half of a Yellow Sun

“London had always had this trick of living in two time signatures at once - the urgent and the always - each in earshot of the other.”
― Chris Cleave, Everyone Brave Is Forgiven