Jessica

“Who knows their own story? Certainly it makes no sense when we are living in the midst of it. It's all just clamor and confusion. It only becomes a story when we tell it and retell it. Our small precious recollections that we speak again and again to ourselves and to others, first creating the narrative of our lives and then keeping the story from dissolving into darkness.”
― Nick Cave

“The unloved watch the loved perform the small rituals of their loving.”
― Deborah Levy, The Unloved

“We are all dying one by one. We all smell of mortality, and we can't wash it off.”
― Siri Hustvedt, The Summer Without Men

“The genius of women has always been easy to discount, suppress, or attribute to the nearest man. When”
― Siri Hustvedt, A Woman Looking at Men Looking at Women: Essays on Art, Sex, and the Mind