Ash

“and I know I was going somewhere with this, I just seem to have followed the sentence into a blind alley only to wake up later with a headache and my pockets empty of spare vocabulary. Again. Where was I when I lost you?”
― Isabel Pelech, Echoes of the Ancients

“Spirits don’t tend to open new wounds in the people they haunt. It’s more in their nature to gouge at old ones.”
― A. K. M. Beach

“Catalin Matía would smile whenever someone described great music as divine. To him, that was nonsense. Great music is all about weakness, uncertainty, mortality—what does Heaven know of these? In the same way, there is nothing transcendent about a violin. It is maple, spruce, ebony, an ounce or so of hide glue, some brushes of varnish. Perhaps this why the violin fits the human soul fit so perfectly—only such a simple, mortal object can hold its fragility and turn it into a prayer.”
― Ryka Aoki, Light From Uncommon Stars

“Madness had always been inevitable, but she could be tactical about the ways and means. Lady Vago had made the most of her insanity. Ysoldette could do the same.”
― A K M Beach