Chelsea

“You want an ending," she says. "Then take my life when I am done with it. You can have my soul when I don't want it anymore."

The shadow tips his head, suddenly intrigued.

A smile - just like the smile in her drawings, askance, and full of secrets - crosses his mouth. And then he pulls her to him. A lover's embrace. he is smoke and skin, air and bone, and when his mouth presses against hers, the first thing she tastes is the turning of the seasons, the moment when dusk gives way to night. And then his kiss deepens. His teeth skim her bottom lip, and there is pain in the pleasure, followed by the copper taste of blood on her tongue.”
― V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

“Learning basic skills like how to install a shelf or pick out a jacket that will last more than one New York winter has done more for me financially than any raise on a biweekly paycheck.”
― Chelsea Fagan, The Financial Diet

“Is déjà vu actually the specter of false timelines that never happened but did, casting their shadows upon reality?”
― Blake Crouch, Recursion

“You were never just you, and you owed it to the people you cared about to remember that. Because the people you loved were part of your identity, too. Perhaps the biggest part.”
― Charmaine Wilkerson, Black Cake