Amy Blunt

“And you cannot build a home for your worth inside of another being.”
― Victoria Erickson, Rhythms and Roads

“Pain will no longer be our curse, Molly”
― Rosalie Ham, The Dressmaker

“Poetry is a sort of homecoming.”
― Paul Celan

“I miss you, mija,” he would say, his voice husky. “I can’t wait until you threaten me with a broken heart again. I think you’re all talk and you’ve lost interest in my heart.” And she would say, “Not at all—breaking your heart is still a huge priority with me. I’ll be back.” “Not soon enough.” “I miss your kisses,” she told him. And he said, “Te tengo en mis brazos.” I will hold you in my arms. “Te querido más te de lo tu hubieras.” I have wanted you for longer than you know. “I will kiss you as much as you allow,” he translated incorrectly. It sent shivers through her. November”
― Robyn Carr, Whispering Rock