“The story that had once singed and flared in her had long since receded, as her habit of silence turned, over the decades, into law. Did she mean to take it to the grave with her, then? Plainly, that was what she was going to do. She was going to take it to the grave. And it would end there. Dust.” LoveDeathSecretSilenceStorytellingStory Book:The Weight of Ink Source: The Weight of Ink
“She'd spent the decades barricading herself from life, setting the conditions for love so high no one else could ever meet them. Few, in fact, had made any effort. It was a simple thing, in the end, to hide in plain sight. The world did not prevent you from becoming what you were determined to become.” LoveLonelinessIsolationDefense Mechanism Book:The Weight of Ink Source: The Weight of Ink
