Hayley

“Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.”
― J. D. Salinger

“How could anyone not want to live, thought Will, when there were so many things to live for? there were rainy nights and wind and the slap of the sea and the moon. There were books to read and pictures to paint and music.”
― Michelle Magorian, Good Night, Mr. Tom

“Is Dust immortal then, I ask'd him, so that we may see it blowing through the Centuries? But as Walter gave no Answer I jested with him further to break his Melancholy humour: What is Dust, Master Pyne?
And he reflected a little: It is particles of Matter, no doubt.
Then we are all Dust indeed, are we not?
And in a feigned Voice he murmered, For Dust thou art and shalt to Dust return. Then he made a Sour face, but only yo laugh the more.”
― Peter Ackroyd, Hawksmoor

“I lack the World, for I move like a Ghost through it.”
― Peter Ackroyd, Hawksmoor