16 Quotes by Katrina Leno

You can't eat books," Jane would reply, still giggling, not knowing then that there would be a day when Greer was gone, when all she would want in the world was one last story from him, because when Greer was reading her a story, she felt truly safe, truly brave, truly okay. Like the words were sinking into her very body, becoming a part of her, making her better that she actually was.

The people we love get under our skin and crawl through our veins and fine their way into our heart. They choke up our blood flow and mess up our breathing and tangle themselves through our bodies like wire. Like razors, like fire.We remember them even when we don't remember them.We try and forget, but it's pointless.Even amnesia. Even comas and brain damage and traumatic shock.Whatever makes us not remember, we still remember.Our minds flounder like fish but our bodies...Our bodies remember.

Her head was on fire, pounding. She felt like she was on a boat like the bed was gently rocking back and forth, tossed among huge rolling waves.

Would a house like this ever be fully settled? Or would it ache and moan until the end of time, until all the newer, shodier houses had fallen to ruins around it?

Something had happened in this house.She wasn't sure where the thought came from, when exactly it had been born, but it arrived now like a force, like a storm.

You understand that this pain is endless. And that in and of itself is a kind of comfort, because you have found your own eternity. - From the essay "How to say good-bye" by Abraham Reeves.

What if time really exists, like - everything all at once, all at the same moment, every single moment happening at the same time, over and over, for all eternity. Simultaneously.