Julia

“Depressive,” Evie said, testing the word on her tongue. “I didn’t know there was a name for that feeling. Like there’s a rain cloud in your soul.” She knew that feeling well. Sometimes she was the life of the party. But other times she was lonely, bleak, and sick with disgust at herself, and certain that the people who said they loved her were only pretending. She called these times the “too muches”: too much feeling, like opening a door and seeing, really seeing, into some deep, existential loneliness underlying everything. When the “too muches” arrived, Evie feared that whatever hope lived inside her would drown from the storm of her own aching sadness.”
― Libba Bray, Before the Devil Breaks You

“you must enter where you fear to tread”
― Sarah J. Maas, Tower of Dawn

“I wish I could live a thousand lives so I could fall in love with you a thousand times”
― Sabaa Tahir, A ​Sky Beyond the Storm

“The colonizer writes the history, winning twice: A theft of land. A theft of witness.”
― Libba Bray, Before the Devil Breaks You