Brontë’s Reviews > Thirst for Salt > Status Update

“There is no end to grief, because there is no end to love.”

“When the wine landed full on my palate, it seemed that he'd brought depth to my world. A single glass of white could recall oysters and brine and lovers' spit and citrus fruits and sunburn, a glass of red grass and dirt and blackberry, blackberry, blackberry.”

This line struck me