Amanda Pauley

“The brilliant sunshine lay like a golden shawl over the rich mountain city that morning my train set me down for the first time in my life in young Denver. The names of strange railroads incited me from the sides of locomotives at the depot. As I passed up 17th Street a babble of voices from the doors of clothing stores, auction houses and pawn broker shops coaxed and flattered me with 'Sir' and 'Young Gentleman'. There was something in the streets I walked that morning, in the costly dress of the ladies in passing carriages, in the very air that swept down from the mountains, something lavish, dashing and sparkling, like Lutie Brewton herself, and I thought I began to understand a little of her fever for this prodigal place that was growing by leaps and bounds.”
― Conrad Richter, The Sea Of Grass

“we were never a match;
always a marvelous misfit.”
― Akif Kichloo, The Feeling May Remain

“People often compare
depression to drowning.

That is not even close.

Consider sitting in a dark room
scared and confused—
Choking on something you
know nothing about,
For reasons you cannot comprehend.

That is depression.

When you are drowning,
you can still flail your arms,
call for help, and try your best
to keep afloat.

In depression, you do nothing.
Absolutely nothing.”
― Akif Kichloo

“She is a woman. No matter how hard you think she has grown, she always has her softer parts. Feel her there.”
― Akif Kichloo