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“It’s strange to grieve for your former self, and still I think it’s something that any girl understands. I’ve shed so many skins, I hardly know what I am now—muscle, maybe, or just memory. Perhaps just the will to keep going.”
― Brittany Cavallaro, The Last of August

“Holmes, my patron saint of trapdoors and fail-safes, of always remembering to pour the foundation so that, later, if you needed to, you could build a brilliant house on top.”
― Brittany Cavallaro, The Last of August

“I tended to spend too much time with my favorite things, loved them too hard until I wore them down. After a while, they became more like a shorthand for who I was and less like things I actually enjoyed.”
― Brittany Cavallaro, The Last of August

“The two of us, we're the best kind of disaster. Apples and oranges. Well, more like apples and machetes.”
― Brittany Cavallaro, A Study in Charlotte