delbert lawrence

“Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed, to me:
I lift my lamp beside the golden door.”
― Emma Lazarus

“But isn’t that the way it is with memory? Give it enough time and it will become worn down and covered in a patina of self-serving omissions.”
― Jason Mott, The Returned

“Every religion lies. Every moral precept is a delusion. Even the stars are a mirage.”
― Stephen King, Mr. Mercedes

“She has these dark eyes as deep as galaxies. It’s easy to get lost in them.”
― Dean Koontz, Odd Thomas: You Are Destined To Be Together Forever