Ayesha

“Gwynne’s voice cut through yours, his brow still resting heavily on your forehead. “I would rather love a coward than mourn a legend.”
― Alix E. Harrow, The Six Deaths of the Saint

“I always believed I was a bad friend. I couldn’t nourish friendships. I couldn’t give my all to others. I couldn’t live up to their expectations. It ended up in a falling out. A fight. A break. Followed by distance. Stares. Glares. I learned that I didn’t need to spend my energy nourishing friendships that didn’t nourish me back. I learned that I didn’t need to give my all to others that didn’t give their all to me back. I learned that I didn’t need to live up to their expectations when they didn’t live up to mine. I slowly became my own best friend. It took becoming my own best friend for me to realize that I am a good friend. It just took the right person to make me believe that.”
― Julia Reesor, Sea Glass Secrets

“Food”—he motioned to our almost empty plates—“is a work of art. That’s what a perfect meal is—something that you don’t just eat, but something you enjoy. With friends, and family—maybe even with strangers. It’s an experience. You taste it, you savor it, you feel the story told through the intricate flavors that play out across your tongue . . . it’s magical. Romantic.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“The trees in a forest care for each other, sometimes even going so far as to nourish the stump of a felled tree for centuries after it was cut down by feeding it sugars and other nutrients, and so keeping it alive.”
― Peter Wohlleben, The Hidden Life of Trees: What They Feel, How They Communicate — Discoveries from a Secret World