Agustina

“Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.”
― Nicole Krauss, The History of Love

“I loved churches the way I loved cemeteries and books. All three were markers of humanity, of time, of life. I felt no censure or guilt, no heaviness or dread, inside religious walls.”
― Amy Harmon, What the Wind Knows

“Why would you be given wings if you weren't meant to fly?”
― Leslye Walton, The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender

“I pulled you from the water
And kept you in my bed.
A lost, forsaken daughter
Of a past that isn’t dead.

Somehow love from sweet obsession
Branched and broke a heart of stone.
Distrust became confession,
Solemn vows of blood and bone.

But in the wind, I hear the strain,
Pilgrim soul that time has found.
It moans to whisk you back again.
Bid me follow, sweetly drown.

Don’t go near the water, love.
Stay away from strand or sea.
You cannot walk on water, love.
The lough will take you far from me.”
― Amy Harmon, What the Wind Knows