Kiana

“I am trapped inside this fragile body. I could be run off the road. I could be crushed by a van. I could choke on a grape. I could be allergic to bees; I am so impermanent that a measly bug could hop from a daisy to my arm, sting me, and I could be erased. Black. Nothing.”
― Emily Austin, Everyone in This Room Will Someday Be Dead

“There are a lot of things on earth that I think would be considered magic if they weren’t real. Dreaming, for example. The fact that babies are created inside of women’s bodies; the whole concept of conception. Castles. Trees. Whales. Lions. Birds. Rainbows. Water. The northern lights. Volcanos. Lightning. Fire.”
― Emily R. Austin, Everyone in This Room Will Someday Be Dead

“I feel so profoundly inside of myself, I can't stand it.”
― Emily R. Austin, Everyone in This Room Will Someday Be Dead

“Sometimes I wonder if I have really been the same person my whole life. I stare at the picture, and think: Is that really me? I have this bizarre feeling like I was a different person at every other stage of my life. I feel so removed from myself then. Sometimes I feel like I was a different person a month ago. A day. Five minutes. Now.”
― Emily R. Austin, Everyone in This Room Will Someday Be Dead