Fictionophile

“Dogs were like the worst drunks - lunging at crotches then pissing over other people's shoes.”
― Lucy Wood, Weathering

“Houses are never just houses. I'm quite sure of this now. We leave particles behind, dust and dreams, fingerprints buried on wallpapers, our tread in the wear of the stairs. And we take bits of the houses with us. [...] We grow up. We stay the same. We move away, but we live forever where we were most alive.”
― Eve Chase, The Vanishing of Audrey Wilde

“When the silence and the aloneness press down and around me, crushing me, carving through me like ice, I need to speak aloud sometimes, if only for proof of life.”
― Gail Honeyman, Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine

“Then he stared down at the twinkling lights and sobbed, "All my stars fell out of the sky.”
― Belinda Bauer, The Beautiful Dead