Lillian

“Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.”
― S.E. Hinton, The Outsiders

“Our grief is our signature, with everyone dotting the i in their own special way.”
― Mary Crockett, How She Died, How I Lived

“Only in the presence of death could he feel the presence of something like God.”
― Donald Ray Pollock, The Devil All the Time

“It turned out that strange little girls grow up to be strange young women.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Skyward