You'll Find That You're Not The First Person Who Was Ever Confused And Frightened And Even Sickened By

Grief settles comfortably into any host; it is an ever-mutating, vigorous organism with an ever-renewing customer base. It generates a never-ending hunger, a never-ending ache, an unassuageable pain to new hearts, brains, guts every minute, every day, every year.It is the razor edge of a loose tooth shrieking to be pressed again and again into the soft pink sore gum. It’s a one-way tunnel with no proof of another exit.

'Wildlife' by Fiona Wood 

Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

"Every time he looked at me I felt like I'd touched my tongue to the tip of a battery. In art class I'd watch him lean back and listen and I was nothing but zing and tingle. After a while, the tingle turned to electricity, and when he asked me out my whole body amped to a level where technically I should have been dead. I had nothing in common with a sheddy like him, but a girl doesn't think straight when she's that close to electrocution."

'Graffiti Moon' by Cath Crowley 

There is a reason the word 'belonging' has a synonym for 'want' at its centre: it is the human condition.

'Vanishing Acts' by Jodi Picoult

And the walls became the world all around.

'Where the Wild Things Are' by Maurice Sendak

What is ~time~

While our bodies move ever forward on the time-line, our minds continuously trace backward, seeking shape and meaning as deftly as an arrow seeking its mark.

'Autobiography of a Face' Lucy Grealy