Candy Zoerner

“We were each other’s armor. And in that moment, we each became the other’s lance, sword, and shield.”
― Nomi Eve, Henna House

“I knew that if the subject were to arise, I would once again speak words that would cut my friend, little ceremonial slashes to his soul, not to cause a mortal wound, just to draw blood and to relieve myself of a nameless burden.”
― Nomi Eve, Henna House

“She can’t concentrate because trying not to cry is taking all of her focus. She looked up the symptoms of depression and ticked off all the boxes.”
― Lori Gottlieb, Maybe You Should Talk to Someone: A Therapist, Her Therapist, and Our Lives Revealed