Lise Mette

“The dead don’t walk. Except, sometimes, when they do.”
― T. Kingfisher, What Moves the Dead

“What are you afraid of?” he asked. “Letting go, or being left with nothing to hold?”
― Eric LaRocca, We Can Never Leave This Place

“What the doctors didn’t tell me was how much I would change while watching her suffer. I shouldn’t be so surprised, though. Each thing we love takes a little piece of us whether we give it willingly or not. By the time we find the person we were meant to be with, we’re a honeycombed shell of what we once were. Each person we love turns us into the strange thing we become.”
― Eric LaRocca, The Trees Grew Because I Bled There: Collected Stories

“A classic trait of girlhood - forever confusing your desires with that of an older man's.”
― Jade Song, Chlorine