Leisa

“Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Canterville Ghost

“My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, or else my heart concealing it will break.”
― William Shakespeare, The Taming of the Shrew

“What did my fingers do before they held him?”
― Sylvia Plath

“As your lover describes you, so you are.”
― Jeanette Winterson, Sexing the Cherry