Tim The Enchanter

“Ah, the meek. Playing the long game. Sneaky bastards.”
― Denise Mina, Field of Blood

“It will be exactly as long as the time that passed before she was born. Because I could not stop for death he kindly stopped for me, or paused at least to strike a glancing blow with his sky-blue mouth as he passed. A lightning that cannot strike twice, our lesson learned in the hateful speed of light. A bite at light at Ruth a truth a sky-blue presentiment and oh how dear we are to ourselves when it comes, it comes, that long, long shadow in the grass.”
― Barbara Kingsolver, The Poisonwood Bible

“It's how we know we're alive," ginger said. "We grieve the dead.”
― Amber Dermont, The Starboard Sea

“The substance of grief is not imaginary. It’s as real as rope or the absence of air, and like both those things it can kill.”
― Barbara Kingsolver, The Poisonwood Bible