Taylor K. Nugent

“Death is the mother of beauty,” said Henry. “And what is beauty?” “Terror.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
― Oscar Wilde

“I was not yet in love, yet I loved to love...I sought what I might love, in love with loving.”
― Augustine of Hippo