Makayla MacGregor

“Life is short and unpredictable, and yet we choose love anyway. We choose love over and over. Because if nothing is guaranteed, doesn’t that make it even more important, then, to grab love with both hands when it’s right there in front of you?”
― Madeline Bell, The Austen Affair

“She walks back, more slowly, the way she came. How odd it feels, to move along the same streets, the route in reverse, like inking over old words, her feet the quill, going back over work, rewriting, erasing. Partings are strange. It seems so simple: one minute ago, four, five, he was here, at her side; now, he is gone. She was with him; she is alone. She feels exposed, chill, peeled like an onion.”
― Maggie O'Farrell, Hamnet

“But now I know that our world is no more permanent than a wave rising on the ocean. Whatever our struggles and triumphs, however we may suffer them, all too soon they bleed into a wash, just like watery ink on paper.”
― Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha

“Maybe it's possible to belong in a hundred different ways to a hundred different people and places.”
― Emily Henry, Book Lovers