Rachel Bea

“Someone is crying. Upstairs. He looks to the indistinct ceiling and swallows the fear that is tightening his throat.”
― Adam Nevill, The Ritual

“To tattoo was to understand that people in all their confusing mystery wanted only to claim their bodies as their own site, on which to build a beacon, or raise a rafter, or nail up a manifesto, warning, celebrating, telling of themselves. It was to understand that in order for a body to be reborn and re-yoked, first it needed to be destroyed and freed. It was emancipation and it was slavery, the ashes and the phoenix. It was beauty and destruction, it was that old trick. That was the contract.”
― Sarah Hall, The Electric Michelangelo

“What is it then? Why do you hesitate?
Why do you relish living like a coward?
Why cannot you be bold and keen to start?”
― Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy by Dante

“Steam rose from the soil like a phantom, carrying with it a whisper of autumn smoke that had been lying dormant in the frosty underground.”
― Jonathan Auxier, The Night Gardener