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How strange it is, to live so long in the company of shadows that, without them, one feels bereft and needful of the dark.
She was afraid of wanting becoming needing. And she was afraid, so terribly afraid, that if she needed him, it would be the moment that he slipped away, like twilight dying into total dark.
“Love whispers. Grief shouts.”
“When I’m with you, I’m always certain there’s no other place I should be.”
“Whatever faults I might have—and I have plenty—just know that I think of you, always. My mind is never empty of you. Not in waking; not even in dreaming.”
Sleep was not death—it was death’s distant cousin,
“A king can reign a thousand years from a castle built on clouds.” If only girlhood were such a kingdom. Nothing would ever change.
Does grief alter one’s spirit, or does it merely reveal one’s fundamental nature?
Can one still cherish a love that ends in grief?
Mermaids can breathe water as mortals breathe air, but all living creatures can drown.
“It’s all right. There’s always a chance that you’ll cry when you let yourself love someone.”
“If the soul of a nation requires an enemy, then it has no right to exist at all.”
“I’m afraid I’ll hurt more than I’ll ever heal. More than I’ll ever love.” “I think we’re all afraid of that.”
The fear doesn’t have to break you. You deserve to live anyway.”
Let no one say that I am weak. I am fearful, and therefore brave. I am wounded, yet all the stronger for it.
you can learn to love that which despises you, that which terrifies you, you can dance on the shore and play in the waves again, like you did when you were young. Before the ocean is friend or foe, it simply is. And so are you.
