Clarissa

“He Who Marches Out Of Step Hears Another Drum”
― Ken Kesey, One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest

“The house is silent now and she feels like a stranger here. “This life was never ours,” she whispers to the dog, who has been following her from room to room, and Luli wags her tail and stares at Miranda with wet brown eyes. “We were only ever borrowing it.”
― Emily St. John Mandel, Station Eleven

“I can rid you of it, you know,' said Ennerast, leaning forward over the blade, pressing her face close to Kissen's. 'This promise, the scars, the memory.' She brushed Kissen's cheek.

'More powerful gods than you have made me offers, Ennerast,' said Kissen, 'and I killed them just the same.”
― Hannah Kaner, Godkiller

“The continuity of these traditions helped bridge the spaces between dislocation and the home I had forged in my birthright homeland, but I knew I could never again be complete in one place. This was what it meant to be exiled and disinherited—to straddle closed borders, never whole anywhere. To remain in one place meant tearing one’s limbs from another.”
― Susan Abulhawa, Against the Loveless World