Callan

“When she stands in its ribcage, she recalls how she had once placed her hands on the outside of its body, and now she is inside its body, in the space created by its absent life. When she looks up, she sees the bones arching over her head against the vast starry sky like roof beams, like the skeletal beginnings of a strange new home. Something she has made from what was washed up, unwanted; something created from what was left to her.”
― Joanna Quinn, The Whalebone Theatre

“Sometimes it's about playing a poor hand well.”
― Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch

“War might depend on people who don’t flinch, but humanity rather relies on those who do.”
― Joanna Quinn, The Whalebone Theatre

“A boy at the beginning of a story has no way of knowing that the story has begun.”
― Erin Morgenstern, The Starless Sea