Mollie

“Then he pulled out a handgun and shot me in the chest. I was standing on the lawn and I fell. The bullet hole opened wide and my heart rolled out of my rib cage and down into a flower bed. Blood gushed rhythmically from my open wound,
then from my eyes,
my ears,
my mouth.
It tasted like salt and failure. The bright red shame of being unloved soaked the grass in front of our house, the bricks of the path, the steps of the porch. My heart spasmed among the peonies like a trout.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“Well, look who I ran into,"
crowed Coincidence.
"Please," flirted Fate, "this
was meant to be.”
― Joseph Gordon-Levitt, The Tiny Book of Tiny Stories, Vol. 1

“And then I am going to rattle the stars.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Heir of Fire

“You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.”
― Mae West