Jessica

“But all of life is one great tragedy for a woman. You're born, you have a brief, shining moment when you're in control, you matter, you age, you die. Each passing day is a small death that prepares you for the end.”
― Ek Sathue, Youthjuice

“All Shesheshen could do for Homily was be patient with her, and make space for her, and eventually, one day behind her back, eat her mother.”
― John Wiswell, Someone You Can Build a Nest In

“It was some sort of love. Not the kind of love that made you plant your eggs in someone and turn them into a parent, but a kind of love.”
― John Wiswell, Someone You Can Build a Nest In

“The slasher cycle is a dance, see? Imagine a dance floor in a high school gym, the lights are down, crinkled paper everywhere, spiked punch, fancy handed down jackets and dresses, shoes it's impossible to even walk in, I know you've chaperoned some. Now who the slasher WANTS to dance with is this one quiet girl way on the other side of the gym floor, but he can't cross to her yet, instead he has to work his way across TO her, dancing with this person and then that person, the back of his hand sometimes touching the final girl's sleeve during a slow song, their eyes locking like fate, but he's waiting for the last dance, sir. The slow (MOTION) one. That's the one that matters. You don't go home with who you dance your 3rd dance with. You go home with who you're holding hands with when the music's over.”
― Stephen Graham Jones, My Heart Is a Chainsaw