The Princess Saves Herself in this One (Women Are Some Kind of Magic, #1)

by Amanda Lovelace

i was born a little bookmad. i could be found stroking the spines of my books

when i had no friends i reached inside my beloved books & sculpted some out of 12 pt times new roman. - & it was almost good enough.

unbeknownst to her, she was only trading one tower for another.

i never expected death to be my most faithful companion, but she is the only one who will come without having to be asked.

the pain did not make me a better person. it did not teach me not to take anything for granted. it did not teach me anything except how to be afraid to love anyone.

i am caught between mourning you & thinking your death saved me. - will you ever be able to forgive me?

my boy? he is even better than books. - fiction has nothing on you.

i am so glad we were born during the same lifetime. - i may not believe in fate, but i believe in you.

repeat after me: you owe no one your forgiveness. - except maybe yourself.

pending: your own happy ending. - you’ll get there.