Naomi

“If there are words for all the pastels in a hue—the lavenders, mauves, fushsias, plums, and lilacs—who will name the tones and tints of a smell? It's as if we were hypnotized en masse and told to selectively forget. It may be, too, that smells move us so profoundly, in part, because we cannot utter their names. In a world sayable and lush, where marvels offer themselves up readily for verbal dissection, smells are often right on the tip of our tongues—but no closer—and it gives them a kind of magical distance, a mystery, a power without a name, a sacredness.”
― Diane Ackerman, A Natural History of the Senses

“Sometimes you must make answers when there are none.”
― Cora Carmack, Roar

“I donned my armor, lining my eyes with kohl until they were dark as death and patting crushed rose petals on my lips until they were scarlet as blood.”
― Roshani Chokshi, A Crown of Wishes

“To the stars who listen—and the dreams that are answered.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury