Luce

“And all the while Stephen started at me as if I were something magical. Not the ugly way other people sometimes stare at me, like he was meeting someone in a foreign country who spoke his language when no one else could. That's how it's been between us ever since. We understand each other, even when we astound each other.”
― Cat Winters, In the Shadow of Blackbirds

“. . . his mouth tasted of the divine sweetness of icing on a cake when the sugar isn't overdone. The taste of love before any pain gets in the way.”
― Cat Winters, In the Shadow of Blackbirds

“Nothing else ever mattered to me, and you weren’t even real. All I ever wanted was you.”
― Sarah Rees Brennan, Unspoken

“I felt freed to please myself, to find my way as I would, in a world that was much vaster than I had realized before, in which I was but one star-gleam, one wavelet, among multitudes. My happiness mattered not a whit more than the next person's - or the next fish's, or the next grass-blade's! - and not a whit less.”
― Margo Lanagan, The Brides of Rollrock Island