Eli

“You could say I missed a place. You could say I missed a time, or a place and a time, or the person I was in that place and time--all of these things would be true. You could say I missed a particular season of a particular year when I lived in a city now thousands of miles away and many years ago. That distance widens by the hour, yet it amazes me that any time has passed at all.”
― Mairead Small Staid, The Traces: An Essay

“I don’t suppose I really know you very well - but I know you smell like the delicious damp grass that grows near old walls and that your hands are beautiful opening out of your sleeves and that the back of your head is a mossy sheltered cave when there is trouble in the wind and that my cheek just fits the depression in your shoulder.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald