Taylor

“A breeze blows up, touching my cheek like a little child's kiss. It flutters a piece of paper. "Trash, out there? Must belong to one of us." We move closer, and when I reached for it, I find...... a perfect paper airplane.”
― Ellen Hopkins

“Even loneliness, hollow and cold, becomes so familiar it starts to feel like a friend.”
― S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

“You let time pass. That's the cure. You survive the days. You float like a rabid ghost through the weeks. You cry and wallow and lament and scratch your way back up through the months.

And then one day you find yourself alone on a bench in the sun and you close your eyes and lean your head back and you realize you're okay.”
― Cheryl Strayed, Brave Enough

“Caddy got the box and set it on the floor and opened it. It was full of stars. When I was still, they were still. When I moved, they glinted and sparkled. I hushed.”
― William Faulkner, The Sound and the Fury