Sanda

“I took in the thick night air, the sweet smell of honeysuckle, the chirping of frogs, to impress the moment in the folds of my memory, preserve it like a flower between pages of a book. To remember: This is how it feels to be happy.”
― Laura McHugh, The Weight of Blood

“A piece of writing is never good,” he told me. “There is simply a moment when it is less bad than before.”
― Joël Dicker, The Truth About the Harry Quebert Affair

“Nobody knows he's a writer. It's other people who tell you.”
― Joël Dicker, The Truth About The Harry Quebert Affair

“She'd make a game of it where she'd relax all the little bits of her body, starting with her fingers and toes and working in toward the center. She had to make herself limp and draw the hurt and want into a tight core inside, each time adding another layer to that core, so that if somebody came along and cut her open, they'd find inside a shining, perfect pearl, hard as any Willy Wonka jawbreaker.”
― Laura McHugh, The Weight of Blood