Megan

“I am large, I contain multitudes”
― Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass

“Men suck," Larsley says, blowing another bubble and then spitting the gum out the window, like she's trying to spit out the whole idea of men.”
― Alexandra Teague, The Principles Behind Flotation

“Look at everything always as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time: Thus is your time on earth filled with glory.”
― Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

“But the last one: the baby who trails her scent like a flag of surrender through your life when there will be no more coming after - oh, that's love by a different name. She is the babe you hold in your arms for an hour after she's gone to sleep. If you put her down in the crib, she might wake up changed and fly away. So instead you rock by the window, drinking the light from her skin, breathing her exhaled dreams. Your heart bays to the double crescent moons of closed lashes on her cheeks. She's the one you can't put down.”
― Barbara Kingsolver, The Poisonwood Bible