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“yet she could not resist sometimes yielding to the charm of a woman, not a girl, of a woman confessing, as to her they often did, some scrape, some folly. And whether it was pity, or their beauty, or that she was older, or some accident-like a faint scent, or a violin next door (so strange is the power of sounds at certain moments), she did undoubtedly then feel what men felt.”
― Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway

“Even though it’s easy to fall back into a routine and keep himself busy, he still misses him. It hits him at the most inopportune moments, like when he’s grocery shopping for the Woods and gets stupidly emotional just putting bananas in the cart, or the day he does laundry and finds the cross country t-shirt Harry was wearing the first day they met, mixed in with all of Louisâ€� clothes. He casts a cursory glance around the laundry room and then takes a whiff of the collar, hoping for a whiff of something he can no longer smell.”
― navigator, Speaking of Marvels

“It’s acceptable to admire you. Admiration is the natural starting point and I did start there. Admiration is love without expectation and I’d be psychotic to expect.”
― Rebecca Dinerstein Knight, Hex

“It’s always been such a lukewarm encouragement between us—you are essential to me and I am okay to you—but lukewarm is about as hot as I get.”
― Rebecca Dinerstein Knight, Hex

“I am not in love with you, Nell Barber,â€� and it was the kindest and most legitimizing thing you could say, as if you could have loved me, as if you only happened not to, as if you only didn’t, not couldn’t, not wouldn’t dare.”
― Rebecca Dinerstein Knight, Hex