Amanda

“I look back and think of all the ways he wasn’t the devil in that moment. The devil would break a dog’s neck, not cradle it in his own. The devil would have a mouth comparable to a crate of knives, not a mouth with teeth that held the curves of marshmallows. I think of all the devils I’ve seen in my long life. I know now how brief the innocent, how permanent the wicked. I”
― Tiffany McDaniel, The Summer That Melted Everything

“There is no rest in sleep.
These dreams will be the death of me.”
― Victoria Schwab, Gallant

“I once heard someone refer to Breathed as the scar of the paradise we lost. So it was in many ways, a place with a perfect wound just below the surface.”
― Tiffany McDaniel, The Summer that Melted Everything

“Perhaps you are haunting me.
What a comforting thought.”
― V.E. Schwab, Gallant