Kanwulia

“Magic. How can I explain what it’s like? It’s like that feeling when you’ve been cooped up inside all day and then you finally go outside and remember what fresh air tastes like. It’s like when you get up in the middle of the night and your mouth is gross and dry and you take a drink of water and the water is sweet. It’s like watching someone dive into a pool without leaving a ripple. It’s like waking up.”
― Sarah Gailey, When We Were Magic

“A child should not be a chain, used to yoke a woman like cattle to a role, a purpose, a life she would not have chosen for herself. And yet she felt then, with an aching resentment, how Vikram would use their child to reduce and erase her. She hated him for that, for stealing the quiet and strange intimacy of her and her own flesh and blood and making it a weapon.”
― Tasha Suri, The Jasmine Throne

“You grow up with these ideas about Teenagers, about their wild, vibrant, dramatic lives of breaking rules and making out and Being Alive, and you know that it’s your destiny to become one of them someday, but suddenly you’re seventeen and you’re watching people cannonball into a swimming pool in the pouring rain, and you realize you still haven’t become a real Teenager, and maybe you never will.”
― Kelly Quindlen, Late to the Party

“Everyone on the plane was freaking out, except the girl beside me,” you said. “She was just reading her book—maybe a little bit faster than usual, but otherwise untroubled. I said to her: ‘Have you noticed that we might be about to crash?’ And she said: ‘Yes I did notice that actually, which makes it even more important for me to know how this ends.”
― Helen Oyeyemi, What Is Not Yours Is Not Yours