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“With you and me, I don't know what anything means. We're pushing each other away and yet I don't seem to be able to let you go.”
― Stephanie Witter, Patch Up

“It's not as if we're running a hospital for sick children down here, let's put it that way. Where's the nobility in patching up a bunch of old tables and chairs? Corrosive to the soul, quite possibly. I've seen too many estates not to know that. Idolatry! Caring too much for objects can destroy you. Only—if you care for a thing enough, it takes on a life of its own, doesn't it? And isn't the whole point of things—beautiful things—that they connect you to some larger beauty? Those first images that crack your heart wide open and you spend the rest of your life chasing, or trying to recapture, in one way or another?”
― Donna Tartt , The Goldfinch

“The smoke burns slightly down my throat and to my lungs. I focus on this, and empty my head, empty the images of Skye’s beautiful face all bruised up.

In the end, I can’t even give her what she’s rightfully asking. A kiss. Just a fucking kiss on her lips. Even that I’m unable to do. It’d be pathetic if our situation and our past weren’t so tragic.

I take another drag of my cigarette and watch the smoke swirling in the room only lit by the moonlight. â€� Duke”
― Stephanie Witter, Fix Up

“As pschologists will point out, what dooms couples isn't that they argue; it's that they don't know how to make up.”
― The School of Life, How Ready Are You For Love?: A path to more fulfilling and joyful relationships