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“I'd been eighteen years old. I'd known nothing about suffering or responsibility or loss, but somehow, I'd known this soul-deep king of love that I now wondered if most people never found. It cut open a vein in me that never stopped flowing.”
― Adrienne Young, Spells for Forgetting

“I'd been in love with August Salt since before I knew what the words meant. I don't know when it happened - the narrow space between seconds, when a spark like the birth of a hundred stars found a home in my blood. Since then, every day had been colored with the glittering light of it dragging me in its wake, pulling me beneath its surface. And I didn't care. If this was what it was like to drown, then for the rest of my life, I didn't want to take another sip of air.”
― Adrienne Young, Spells for Forgetting

“I didn't know that teenagers didn't usually fall into that kind of love, or that there was anything unusual about us at all. I just knew that she felt like air to me.”
― Adrienne Young, Spells for Forgetting

“Thank you, Oh Penised Overlords, for the recognition I deserve”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain