And then she knew me.I saw the knowing arrive, wonderful and terrible. In my memory she has two different faces at once, like the god she named me for: On one face is riotous joy, blazing at me like the sun itself. On the other is deepest mourning, the keening, marrow-deep ache of someone who has looked for something too long and found it too late.She reached her hand toward me, and I saw her mouth move. Jan-u-ary.
-Alix E. Harrow
Select a background
More quotes by Alix E. Harrow
Popular Authors
A curated listing of popular authors.