Emilee Stokes

“You can’t, if you can’t feel it, if it never
Rises from the soul, and sways
The heart of every single hearer,
With deepest power, in simple ways.
You’ll sit forever, gluing things together,
Cooking up a stew from other’s scraps,
Blowing on a miserable fire,
Made from your heap of dying ash.
Let apes and children praise your art,
If their admiration’s to your taste,
But you’ll never speak from heart to heart,
Unless it rises up from your heart’s space.”
― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust, First Part

“I mean, when do we start feeling like the world belongs to us?”
― Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

“They said that love was terrifying and tender, wild and sweet, and none of it made any sense.
But now I knew that every mad word was true.”
― Rosamund Hodge, Cruel Beauty

“Where you go, I shall go; where you die, I shall die, and there will I be buried.”
― Rosamund Hodge, Cruel Beauty