Koki

“Love's an illusion. It's a dream you wake up from with an enormous hangover and net credit debt. I'd rather have cash.”
― Janet Fitch, White Oleander

“She was sitting cross-legged on her bed in her white kimono, writing in a notebook with an ink pen she dipped in a bottle. 'Never let a man stay the night,' she told me. 'Dawn has a way of casting a pall on any night magic.' The night magic sounded lovely. Someday I would have lovers and write a poem after.”
― Janet Fitch, White Oleander

“There is no God, there is only what you want.”
― Janet Fitch, White Oleander

“You were my home, Mother. I had no home but you”
― Janet Fitch, White Oleander