when emily brontë wrote “if all else perished, and he remained, i should still continue to be” and when richard siken wrote “so i have feelings. so i have them for you. so i didn’t think you’d try to stop me” and when mikko harvey wrote “i’m greedy—i want to hold onto everything, the world wants to take it away”
when casey mcquiston wrote “if someone like that ever loved me, it would set me on fire,” when they wrote “he wants to set himself on fire, but he can’t afford for anyone to see him burn.”
when madeline miller wrote “i would know him in death, at the end of the world” and “perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone”
when tamsyn muir wrote “god knows i deserve to die at your hand.” and when she wrote “the whole of her always seemed to come back to gideon… her apocalpyse swifter than the death of the Emperor and the sun” and when she wrote “[harrow] could let herself go, or she could go back to her body, and let her go”
when amal el-mohtar and max gladstone wrote “this letter is a knife at my neck, if cutting’s what you want” and when they wrote “i write to you in stings, red, but this is me, the truth of me, as i do so: broken open by the act, in the palm of your hand, dying.”
when muir wrote “let me tell you a secret: it was easy to die thinking i wouldn’t have to see you go.” when she wrote, “she had not said goodbye. harrow so rarely got to say goodbye.”
when siken wrote, “i couldn’t get the boy to kill me, but i wore his jacket for the longest time.”
when emily brontë wrote “you say i killed you- haunt me then.”
