Meg

“I would never see her again, except in memory. She was here, and now she's gone. There is no middle ground. Probably is a word that you may find south of the border. But never, ever west of the sun.”
― Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun

“I am Desire, am I not? That is what I am; that is what I do. I make things want things. Where I touch, things want and need and love - drawn to their objects of desire like butterflies to a candle-flame.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 4: Season of Mists

“And although Margarita lived in a world that predated Technicolor, she always dreamed of the boy in rich pastels.”
― Salvador Plascencia, The People of Paper

“Why would men so mismanage their lives? Greed, he thought, was what ruined so many. Greed--the desire to crowd into a moment all the enjoyment it will hold, to squeeze from the hour all the emotion it will yield. Men commit themselves when but half-meaning to do so, sacrificing possible future fullness of ecstasy to the craving for immediate excitement. Greed--mortgaging the future--forcing the hand of Time, or of Fate.”
― Paz Marquez Benitez, Dead Stars