Haritha R

“My bundle is light.
My burden is heavy.”
― Patricia McCormick, Sold

“The desire to be loved is the last illusion
Give it up and you will be free.”
― Margaret Atwood

“A KIND OF ILLNESS
This ache in my chest is a relentless thing, worse than any fever.
A fever is gone with a few of Mumtaz's white pills. But this illness has had me in its grip for a week now.
This affliction--hope--is so cruel and stubborn, I believe it will kill me.”
― Patricia McCormick, Sold

“If you look hard enough, chaos turns into order the way letters turn into words.”
― Patricia McCormick, Sold