maeve

❝ Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win. ❞

❝ Shoot all the bluejays you want, if you can hit’em; but remember it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird. ❞

❝ When you spend so long trapped in darkness, you find that the darkness begins to stare back. ❞

❝ And then something invisible snapped inside her, and that which had come together commenced to fall apart. ❞

❝ How was it possible that the sun was rising now in the middle of my midnight? ❞

❝ I’m an artist, Emma. These pictures are my heart. And if my heart was a canvas, every square inch of it would be painted over with you. ❞

❝ There is the heat of love, the pulsing rush of Longing, the lover’s whisper, irresistible— magic to make the sanest man go mad. ❞

❝ Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. ❞

❝ He showed me his scars, and in return he let me pretend that I had none. ❞

❝ Patroclus, he says, Patroclus. Patroclus. Over and over until it is sound only. ❞