Ashley Salzman

“How strange, the winding way a dream comes true.”
― V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

“Grief, deep as a well, opens inside her. What is the point in planting seeds? Why tend them? Why help them grow? Everything crumbles in the end. Everything dies.”
― V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

“All libraries contained magic. Even libraries that didn’t specialize in such things. Because what was a book”
― Callie Hart, Brimstone

“He tastes like the air at night, heady with the weight of summer storms. He tastes like the faint traces of far-off woodsmoke, a fire dying in the dark. He tastes like the forest, and somehow, impossibly, like home.”
― V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue