Hannah’s Reviews > This Is How You Lose the Time War > Status Update

Books are letters in bottles, cast into the waves of time, from one person trying to save the world to another.

Keep reading. Keep writing. Keep fighting. We're all still here.

Sometimes you have to hold a person, though they'll mistake embrace for strangulation.

I want to meet you in every place I have loved.

Viewed from sufficient height, all problems are simple.

She lays grass over grass over grass and studies, not only the geometries of green, but the calculus of scent and heat, the thermodynamics of understory, the velocity of birdsong.

pretense does not come easily while writing to you.

I am writing in pieces--parcelling out the words I wish you to have

They would make this war, she thinks, if there were not a war already for them to make.

Thank you for your letter, more than I can say. It found me in a moment of hunger.

Words can wound--but they're bridges, too.

Letters are structures, not events. Yours give me a place to live inside.

to read your letters is to gather flowers form within myself.