Pascal Moore

“He scratches the top of his head. He is completely confused. “Do you even know how to use a sword? Women aren’t permitted to—”
“The pointy end goes in your neck,” Constance snaps.”
― Kalynn Bayron, Cinderella Is Dead

“[...] she screams as if the world didn't exist, she screams as if words had split in two and lost all meaning, she screams as if beneath this hell there was another hell, one from which she didn't want to escape.”
― Agustina Bazterrica, Tender Is the Flesh

“Now I understand what the Maudsley people mean when they say it’s not helpful to cast blame. Blame makes you sit alone in the dark and feel like your skin has been flayed. Blame takes away your power and makes you into a small scolded child, when what you need is to get bigger. So big that you can reach down and swat away what plagues you. Big enough to stare down the demon no matter what form it takes.”
― Harriet Brown, Brave Girl Eating: A Family's Struggle with Anorexia

“So I don’t want to be another shitty fact about Oklahoma. I want to be a shitty fact of Lauren’s. I want to be a footnote on that life instead. Wouldn’t that be nice? To be someone else’s problem?”
― May Leitz, Fluids