#userlilah

I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her about those things that she didn't already know? I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race-that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.

“And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.”

The fates weren’t dangerous because they were evil; the fates were dangerous because they couldn’t tell the difference between evil and good. JACKS — Once Upon A Broken Heart

for @stirlingwren

— THE FOLK OF THE AIR, HOLLY BLACK

The Spanish Love Deception by Elena Armas

it's like fighting, except what we're fighting is to crawl inside each other's skin.

I inherited his pain — Ada S.