Helen Oyeyemi, What Is Not Yours Is Not Yours Quotes
Other things my best friend said to me: That two years was but a short span.
She had to quickly pop back to the fifteenth century to find a word for how beautiful he was. The boy was makeless.
It was the usual struggle between one who loves by accepting burdens and one who loves by refusing to be one.
With boys there was a fundamental assumption that they had a right to be there—not always, but more often than not. With girls, Why her? came up so quickly.
The cards spoke to a suspicion that many whose work is play can never be free of: that you can only flaunt your triviality for so long before punishment is due.
A library at night is full of sounds: the unread books can't stand it any longer and announce their contents, some boasting, some shy, some devious.
