Courtney

“There is no real way to deal with everything we lose.”
― Joan Didion, Where I Was From

“Some loves lodge themselves in the tissue of being like mercury, pervading every synapse and sinew to remain there, sometimes dormant, sometimes tortuously restive, with a half-life that exceeds a lifetime.”
― Maria Popova

“I will die, you will die the atoms that huddled for a cosmic blink around a shadow of a self will return to the seas that made us. What will survive of us are shores seeds and stardust.”
― Maria Popova, Figuring

“There was a level on which I believed that what had happened remained reversible”
― Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking