Alara
@paperthin
“For I have known them all already, known them all—
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.”
21 Mart
72 kütüphaneci puanı
378 okur puanı
Temmuz 2016 tarihinde katıldı
0-30p: Kontrollü okuyucu 📖
40-70p: Hafif bağımlı 👀
80p+: Geçmiş olsun, kitaplar seni ele geçirmiş 😅
“One can only go for so long without asking ‘who am I?’, ‘where do I come from?’, ‘what does all this mean?’, ‘what is being?’, ‘what came before me and what might come after?’. Without answers there is only a hole. A hole where a history should be that takes the shape of an endless longing. We are cavities.”
“Sometimes it’s not the worst thing to lose everything. Sometimes it’s good,” said Yetu, thinking that for the first time in twenty years, she could feel the ocean now without it overwhelming her senses. She had room to think. To know what she wanted and believed. And all it had cost her was everything. “Good?” asked Oori. Her steely facade cracked, but only infinitesimally. Yetu wondered if she’d even seen it at all. She felt the brokenness of Oori’s voice against her skin, but that was the only sign. “If the past is full of bad things, if a people is defined by the terror done to them, it’s good for it to go, don’t you think?”
We aren’t like other siblings—we’re strangers living under the same roof. And talking about anything too personal feels like we’re opening doors we shouldn’t.
