Laura Mican

“I think there's just one kind of folks. Folks.”
― Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird

“Harry was left to ponder in silence the depths to which girls would sink to get revenge.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”
― Anais Nin

“I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar