"If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would become a mighty stranger."
-Sick Fux, Tillie Cole
"People say you canβt describe love, but I have this theory that you can. Itβs just subjective. Do you want to know what love feels like for me? Itβs breathing and suffocating. Sobbing and smiling. Yearning and fading. To ache that much harder. To live that much larger. Itβs every moment. Every single, tiny one."
- Daisy Meadows, Long Way Down.