"I loved him in that moment, on that day, more than I’d ever loved anyone, in a way that reached past the standard boy-girl love and hit some sort of deeper bedrock. I loved him as a human, with no complication."
A House in the Sky: A Memoir | Amanda Lindhout & Sara Corbett
#oh my heart
#a house in the sky
Let’s be realistic. We are never coming back.
Snippets copied into Leigh Stein’s journal. Lovely words. Lovely penmanship.
"What I’ve learned about most people is that if you don’t pursue contact, neither will they. It’s quite easy to become a loner nowadays."
I was scared —
"Come on, Joe!" This time it was Carol. She had changed into denims, probably designed by Edith Head, and she looked flushed and pretty. Joe looked at me. He wanted to look out for me, and suddenly I felt more terrified than at any time since I woke up on that hunting trip up north. After a while, being somebody’s responsibility makes them hate you, and I was scared that Joe might hate me someday. I didn’t know all that then, not at twelve, but I sensed some of it.
— Rage | Stephen King
"He asked, “What makes a writer?” “Well,” I said, “it’s simple. You either get it down on paper, or jump off a bridge."
"My mother had trouble choosing and sticking but she was initially good at everything, particularly anything involving her hands; the bed she made was so perfect that for years I slept on top of the sheets because I did not want to wreck her amazing exactness by putting a body inside it."
The Particular Sadness Of Lemon Cake | Aimee Bender
#the particular sadness of lemon cake
"I said, “Will she be the same?”
The old woman guffawed, as if I had said the funniest thing in the universe. “Nothing’s ever the same,” she said. “Be it a second later or a hundred years. It’s always churning and roiling. And people change as much as oceans.”"
The Ocean at the End of the Lane | Neil Gaiman
#the ocean at the end of the lane