The Bell Chime Quotes

“So, this is where I’ll leave you, dear reader. With a question that I hope doesn’t keep you up too late at night: What would you abandon for happiness?”
― Mona Kabbani, The Bell Chime

“And in that moment, Dylan realized that no matter how much he loved something, he would always destroy everything he touched.”
― Mona Kabbani, The Bell Chime

“He wondered so deeply that as much as he wanted to be attached to her by the skin of their souls, he wondered if they could ever survive each other.”
― Mona Kabbani, The Bell Chime

“Those who would watch her on any other day avert their gaze. Because no one likes to acknowledge someone in pain.”
― Mona Kabbani, The Bell Chime

“Even as she descends the staircase into the bowels of the Earth, her tears run infinitely longer than her screams ever could.”
― Mona Kabbani, The Bell Chime

“The time for sprouting into something beautiful and hoping the world will accept you with open arms and cradle you to strength. The time to grow or the time to die.”
― Mona Kabbani, The Bell Chime

“A jungle of vines ready to weave their bodies together for eternity. Dig their barbs into her skin and root her in decadents. It is passionate and succulent and transformative. And she feels none of it.”
― Mona Kabbani, The Bell Chime

“She wants him, but her soul is leaking from her body. He wants what’s best and she wants his perfection to seed into her. Ground its roots into her bones, break her and remold her and sprout branches of exquisiteness until she is consumed. Until there is nothing left of her.”
― Mona Kabbani, The Bell Chime

“But what I will tell you is that some of the most extraordinary creations are born in terror. Wielded from molten black . . . if only the wielder is wise enough to see the lava for what it truly is.”
― Mona Kabbani, The Bell Chime

“Real life? Real life is hard, my dear, and I am giving you the vision of your fantasies.”
― Mona Kabbani, The Bell Chime

“Tears vomit out of her soul and pour down her cheeks, but she does not bother wiping them away. Why attempt to dry an ocean?”
― Mona Kabbani, The Bell Chime

“Is there a special place for those who vanish? Purgatory for people balancing on the fine line between life and death? A Schrödinger’s box for lost souls?”
― Mona Kabbani, The Bell Chime

“She shakes her head, trying to dislodge the thoughts from her skull brick by brick. The anxiety prods at her like a bunch of dark demons trying to drag her to Hell. She won’t miss out on a good time because of them.”
― Mona Kabbani, The Bell Chime

“as though he is poisoned by his unconditional love. Yet this garden does not die from the poison. It only grows. Even as she sits unresponsive before him. As though he doesn’t see that she isn’t truly there. As though he sees her for what she can become.”
― Mona Kabbani, The Bell Chime