Rowan Bradley

“Swell. Isn’t there some kinda ghost primer in this joint: Reading, Writing, ’Rithmetic, Ridding Yourself of Soul-Stealing Demons for Fun and Profit? Why isn’t there ever anything useful around here?”
Mabel handed Sam a watercress sandwich.
“Thanks, Mabes.”
― Libba Bray, Lair of Dreams

“Since the disintegration of her parents' marriage, she'd only loved two things. The first was her long blonde hair. The second was how easily she could cut it off... And feel nothing.”
― Scott Neustadter, (500) Days of Summer: The Shooting Script

“Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.”
― Jamie Anderson

“if i had to describe myself i would say that i was am a cross between Jack Parr aNd MicheaL J. fox.”
― Harmony Korine, A Crackup at the Race Riots