Marie

“I know my heart will never be the same
But I'm telling myself I'll be okay”
― Sara Evans

“The library smells like old books — a thousand leather doorways into other worlds. I hear silence, like the mind of God. I feel a presence in the empty chair beside me. The librarian watches me suspiciously. But the library is a sacred place, and I sit with the patron saint of readers. Pulsing goddess light moves through me for one moment like a glimpse of eternity instantly forgotten. She is gone. I smell mold, I hear the clock ticking, I see an empty chair. Ask me now and I'll say this is just a place where you can't play music or eat. She's gone. The library sucks.”
― Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light

“To desperately hope," I whispered
James let out a breath. "To gratefully believe.”
― Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light

“Even on my weakest days
I get a little bit stronger”
― Sara Evans