Samantha

“On a cloudless night, inky dark, with only a rind of a moon above, the Golem and the Jinni went walking together along the Prince Street rooftops.”
― Helene Wecker, The Golem and the Jinni

“It’s not the sheep that call to me, but the other wolves. I want to run with them, so that I may tear out their throats when they threaten my flock. But I can’t return to the sheep with blood on my breath; they will shy away from me.”
― Mindy McGinnis, The Female of the Species

“A few years turned into more years, and more years turned into all years. Years have a habit of behaving like that.”
― Fredrik Backman, Britt-Marie Was Here

“Time is a slippery thing: lose hold of it once, and its string might sail out of your hands forever.”
― Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See