Evelina Copa

“Sleeping, waking, it all collided into one gray, monotonous plane ride through the clouds. I didn’t talk to myself in my head. There wasn’t much to say. This was how I knew the sleep was having an effect: I was growing less and less attached to life. If I kept going, I thought, I’d disappear completely, then reappear in some new form. This was my hope. This was the dream.”
― Ottessa Moshfegh, My Year of Rest and Relaxation

“I'm broken in two, the message said. In two, it was the only thought I could keep, sitting in my seat, how losing a person could make more of us, the living, make us two.”
― Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous

“Being pretty only kept me trapped in a world that valued looks above all else.”
― Ottessa Moshfegh, My Year of Rest and Relaxation

“Memory is a choice. You said that once, with your back to me, the way a god would say it.”
― Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous