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“I’ve always felt more comfortable with a new lover than with an old friend.”
― Perfume & Pain
― Perfume & Pain
“I'd catch Makoto gazing at me dreamily, with his big clear eyes and his surprisingly thick brows drawn into a neat line, and I would know that he was looking at the glow of my soul, or whatever it was.
Then all of a sudden, I would feel free from all the anxieties that weighed on my mind...by a strong, bright, rose-colored light.
It was only much later that I learned the light came from me, and what Makoto had done was to be its witness and protector.”
― Dead-End Memories: Stories
Then all of a sudden, I would feel free from all the anxieties that weighed on my mind...by a strong, bright, rose-colored light.
It was only much later that I learned the light came from me, and what Makoto had done was to be its witness and protector.”
― Dead-End Memories: Stories
“I often wonder whether those that are too pure are destined for fleeting lives, like cats that are beautiful and white as snow, or birds with gossamer feathers.”
― Dead-End Memories: Stories
― Dead-End Memories: Stories
“You can't force a person to show up, but you can learn a lesson when they don't”
― Funny Story
― Funny Story
“His sheer presence made a room feel warmer, made me feel like I'd been blessed. I understood exactly why people wanted to be near him, like he was kind of talisman...I knew firsthand that after talking to him, I didn't feel lonely at all. My body felt more at ease, my thoughts happier. I felt like life might yet have good things in store for me. And it wasn't a heady, unmoored feeling, but a quiet, rolling wave.
This feels good, I thought. I'm just happy he's here. I don't need him to be mine. I wanted to appreciate him the way I did giant trees in the park, which gave people shelter and relief but didn't belong to anybody. Since I'd always assumed he was something to be shared, to me he was akin to cake, or a hot spring, or good music, a steady presence I could rely on to be there when I needed to catch my breath.”
― Dead-End Memories: Stories
This feels good, I thought. I'm just happy he's here. I don't need him to be mine. I wanted to appreciate him the way I did giant trees in the park, which gave people shelter and relief but didn't belong to anybody. Since I'd always assumed he was something to be shared, to me he was akin to cake, or a hot spring, or good music, a steady presence I could rely on to be there when I needed to catch my breath.”
― Dead-End Memories: Stories
Jenn Malzone’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at Jenn Malzone’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
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18 friends
211 books
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22 friends
51 books
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122 friends
3,765 books
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122 friends
1,015 books
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151 friends
45 books
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74 friends
828 books
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203 friends
257 books
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