Vessey

“It was the eyes, the cold black eyes with layers of black wrinkles around them. Great eyes. Unforgettable eyes. His hair was white and thin on top with thickets around the ears, and the whiteness contrasted sharply with the rest of his face. When he spoke, the eyes narrowed and the black pupils glowed fiercely. Sinister eyes. Knowing eyes.”
― John Grisham, The Firm

“Over the years
a great deal has to be thrown out.
The notion, for instance,
that happiness is mild and enduring,
something like a southern climate
instead of a bolt of lightning
that leaves scars
cherished a lifetime.”
― Hanny Michaelis, Verzamelde gedichten

“Some days just being alive is the best you get, but there’s always tomorrow.”
― B.L. Brunnemer, When the Dead Come A Knockin'

“Homesick we are, and always, for another
And different world.”
― Vita Sackville-West, The Garden