Nadia

“He knew what haunted meant. The dead don’t haunt the living. The living haunt themselves.”
― William Giraldi, Hold the Dark

“Across the open compass behind town, north toward the range, he saw snow-burdened trees bowed like penitents. The morning seemed made of muslin, the sun less than a smudge. The wind came in soughs and shook free a pine scent from trees, then sent snow aloft as mist.”
― William Giraldi, Hold the Dark

“To all the Polish boys who broke my heart, and vice versa.”
― Dagmara Domińczyk, The Lullaby of Polish Girls

“Why is this happening to me, Mr. Core? What myth has come true in my house?” “They’re just hungry wolves, Mrs. Slone. It’s no myth. It’s just hunger. No one’s cursed. Wolves will take kids if they need to. This is simple biology here. Simple nature.” He wanted to say: All myths are true. Every one is the only truth we have.”
― William Giraldi, Hold the Dark