Luce

“I felt so lonesome, all of a sudden. I almost wished I was dead.”
― J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye

“It feels like someone is gripping my heart and twisting it. It feels like I can't breathe. I shut my eyes tightly against the memory that is threatening to surface. I can't breathe.
Can't breathe. Can't breathe!”
― Ashley Earley, Alone in Paris

“Lips that have tasted the salt of tears always give the sweetest kiss.”
― C.J. Carlyon, The Cherry House

“Suddenly she felt strong and happy. She was not afraid of the darkness or the fog and she knew with a singing in her heart that she would never fear them again. No matter what mists might curl around her in the future, she knew her refuge. She started briskly up the street toward home and the blocks seemed very long. Far, far too long. She caught up her skirts to her knees and began to run lightly. But this time she was not running from fear. She was running because Rhett's arms were at the end of the street.”
― Margaret Mitchell, Gone with the Wind