Ellen

“and the sky was like a deep blue sheet unfurled above him, like the sheet his mother would put on his bed, letting it hang in the air for a moment before it dropped.”
― Eleanor Henderson, Ten Thousand Saints

“She's too drunk to remember all the words, but it doesn't matter - he already knows them. It's his song, the one he was named for, and she's sung it since he was a baby. He knows all about carrying the world on your shoulders, all about letting her into your heart, all about making the sad song better.”
― Eleanor Henderson, Ten Thousand Saints

“We are made of all those who have built and broken us.”
― Atticus Poetry, Love Her Wild

“You were what you were and you are what you are. Fuck that regrets bullshit.”
― Irvine Welsh, Porno