Quote by Katherine Howe

“She carried a notebook with her everywhere and brimmed with ideas. She often woke in the night and switched on the light to scribble…

— Josephine Moon

“It was impossible to tell how she felt. When she tried to look inside of herself, all she saw were tangled things shifting in…

— Joshua Gaylord

“I remember noticing for the first time how loud she was, her voice hard with silly aggressiveness. Connie with her whines and feints, the…

— Emma Cline

“She could feel her mind pulling loose like knitting, the neat stitches of her artificial days unravelling to become one mangled thread.”

— Frances Hardinge

“It was like crawling on glass. No matter how firmly she resolved not to think such stupid things, she thought them.”

— Caroline B. Cooney

“...the second thing my brain registered was this girl was trouble wrapped up in psycho.”

— Adriane Leigh

“M...maybe,’ I stutter. ‘Whatever the reason, this woman has problems. We need to be compassionate, show understanding.’ ‘Or slice her head off. I have…

— Eoin Colfer

“I think of that, too: her mind. Her brain, all those coils, and her thoughts shuttling through those coils like fast, frantic centipedes. Like…

— Gillian Flynn

“I like the idea of keeping my thoughts all in one place, like a brain you can look into.”

— Jennifer Lynch

“I Think and think... And more thoughts line up to get processed.”

— Upasana Banerjee

“She was the missing ingredient they needed. The hint of nutmeg. Connie”

— Liane Moriarty

“She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances.”

— Jonathan Safran Foer