Samantha

“The worst thing about somebody who betrays you, somebody who turns out to be a completely different person to whom you first thought, is the love that you still feel in your heart for them, embedded so deeply into the narrow spaces of yourself that you cannot access it to try and remove it. He”
― Yrsa Daley-Ward, bone

“Did you ever want to be a writer?” “No,” she said, and she would have told him. “I only wanted to be a reader.”
― Ann Patchett, Commonwealth

“Hope is a thing I drag out of storage
when I am done thinking; hope answers
my phone; hope breaks my furniture
and helps me rebuild before the next
party; hope turns into more hope
unless it does not in which case
it turns into more or less less
than what I had hoped for; hope
sinks; hope drinks with me and against
me; hope is my ride home; hope is
asleep, I'm asleep, dear god, I can't
stop sleeping.”
― Neil Hilborn, Our Numbered Days

“The colour of the magpie, her father was saying, was symbolic of creation. The void, the mystery of that which had not yet taken form. Black and white, he said. Presence and absence.”
― Kate Mosse, The Taxidermist's Daughter