Erikka

“My heart feels zested. Finely shredded and ready to add to cake batter. It doesn’t hurt, because it’s not there anymore. Like the angel’s chest, with her empty heart hole—but without the sparkler.”
― Laini Taylor, Night of Cake & Puppets

“Nothing Alan Moore writes can be blah-blah-blahed," Park said solemnly.
Eleanor shrugged and bit her lip.
"I’m beginning to think you shouldn’t have started reading comics with a book that completely deconstructs the last fifty years of the genre," he said.
"All I’m hearing is blah, blah, blah, genre.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Eleanor & Park

“Eleanor was right. She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Eleanor & Park

“Jesus. Was it possible to rape somebody’s hand?”
― rainbow rowell