2 Quotes by Liz Tichenor

Have you heard a grown man wail? It could carve caverns in stone, it could almost pull the dead up from their graves.

I needed to stop fighting my own broken heart. It was all right that I was broken, and I could settle there, stop punishing myself for it. I needed to just survive like that, -broken-. That's what I was. I needed to let it be, all of it, all broken, broken for all time.