Radhika Suresh

“Goodness, real goodness, has it's own sort of cruelty to it.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

“Why did you betray your own heart Cathy? I have not one word of comfort. You deserve this. You have killed yourself. ... You loved me - then what right had you to leave me? Because ... nothing God or satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will, did it. I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. So much the worse for me that I am strong. Do I want to live? What kind of living will it be when you - oh God! would you like to live with your soul in the grave? [...] I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer - but yours! How can I?”
― Emily Brontë

“Time brought resignation and a melancholy sweeter than common joy.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“True beauty is something that attacks, overpowers, robs, and finally destroys.”
― Yukio Mishima