Hope

“The way I pictured it, all this grief would be like a winter night when you're standing outside. You'll warm up once you get used to the cold. Except after you've been out there for awhile, you feel the warmth draining out of you and you realize the opposite is happening; you're getting colder and colder, as the body heat you brought outside with you seeps out of your skin. Instead of getting used to it, you get weaker the longer you endure it.”
― Rob Sheffield, Love Is a Mix Tape: Life and Loss, One Song at a Time

“Here’s a thing I believe about people my age: we are the children of Hogwarts, and more than anything, we just want to be sorted.”
― Robin Sloan, Sourdough

“Love dies in many different ways, and it's natural for the grass to seem greener on the other side. But it's not a competition; there's plenty of pain to go around.”
― Rob Sheffield, Love Is a Mix Tape: Life and Loss, One Song at a Time

“That is very horrifying and I want to go home," I said, although I pronounced it, "Ah. I see.”
― T. Kingfisher, What Stalks the Deep