64 Quotes by Nova Ren Suma

When writing fiction, memories still filter in, and these memories twist and distort and transform until they become living, breathing pieces of the story, as they have here.

I wonder who drove all the way up here to leave this piece of hate mail for the dead.

None of our parents saw what we could see, which had us decide that growing up into adulthood must mean going blind.

But no, it’s not the Ori I knew. It’s an Ori I never knew. The Ori I made her into.

I was looking back into memories I didn’t own, wanting in.

We kept forgetting. And we also couldn’t let go.

Ori made it wanted. She acted like it was lucky. And forever after, it was.

But then the stage showed other things. Bad things. Murderous things. Things I would never really do. And things I would forget about in the morning, because I’d wake up feeling a whole lot better. I knew right from wrong, Ori and I both did. We were not terrible people. We were not fools.

Life. We’d long known it was cruel.