“I initially discovered hiraeth on social media, and it made me suck in my breath as something stirred deep within me. It's Welsh, and there's no direct translation into English, but it's defined as a kind of homesickness tinged with… — Karpov Kinrade Copy Share Image
“Security is mostly a superstition," Kaden quotes. "It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it.… — Karpov Kinrade Copy Share Image
“Yes. That's passion, not love. Passion fades. And once it does, you're left taking care of someone you can barely stand, suffering through hard… — Karpov Kinrade Copy Share Image
“Love takes a piece of our soul, of our heart, and holds it hostage. I don't have any pieces left to give right now.” — Karpov Kinrade Copy Share Image
“We live in a world that hardens people," I remind him. "We are like callused feet. If we walked through life with smooth skin,… — Karpov Kinrade Copy Share Image
“Saudade—originating in Portuguese and Galician—takes hiraeth another step, though. It is often defined as "the love that remains" after someone or someplace is gone—or… — Karpov Kinrade Copy Share Image
“There's a sick pleasure in watching something beautiful burn. That's the illness in human nature, that we revel in destruction. Jax” — Karpov Kinrade Copy Share Image
“This man has the depth of a teaspoon," I say. Kaden winks at me. "That's probably an insult to teaspoons.” — Karpov Kinrade Copy Share Image
“Occasionally Bix makes a joke, then laughs at it so loudly and with such abandon that we can't help but join in. Even if… — Karpov Kinrade Copy Share Image
“Too often we judge people by our own standards and preconceptions and miss the truth of the thing entirely.” — Karpov Kinrade Copy Share Image
“I know it's hard. I'm so sorry." I can't. I can't reveal this part of myself, even to her. The risks are too great,… — Karpov Kinrade Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, the anticipation of pain is worse than the pain itself.” — Karpov Kinrade Copy Share Image
