Leia Nichols

“More generally, the idea that my husband existed before meeting me is surreal, even revolting.”
― Maud Ventura, My Husband

“I'd like him to have a good life... but all I can wish him now is a decent death.”
― Poppy Z. Brite, Exquisite Corpse

“A sense of pride suddenly swelled up in me. Pride in myself as a cat who still hadn't lost his identity as a hunter.”
― Hiro Arikawa, The Travelling Cat Chronicles

“When it comes to love, I’ve learned nothing: I love too intensely and I’m consumed by my own love (analysis, jealousy, doubt)—so much that when I’m in love, I always end up slightly extinguished and saddened. When I love, I become harsh, serious, intolerant. A heavy shadow settles over my relationships. I love and want to be loved with so much gravitas that it quickly becomes exhausting (for me, for the other person). It’s always an unhealthy kind of love.”
― Maud Ventura, My Husband