Jade

“I think about your face when I used to ask you a question, any old bit of nonsense. Your face would be tense, apprehensive, at the pointlessness of my questions. You never realized that I was asking without expecting any answer, just out of a simple need to confirm that you were there with me, my hand seeking yours, seeking any affection, any tenderness for me on your part.”
― Carola Saavedra, Blue Flowers

“He slept with his back to me, which made me jealous of his dreams. Hey. Hey. Wake up.”
― Chelsea Hodson, Tonight I'm Someone Else: Essays

“I write and that way rid myself of me and then at last I can rest.”
― Clarice Lispector

“I met the wolf alone and was devoured in peace.”
― Edna St. Vincent Millay, Collected Poems