Book: Nayyirah Waheed - salt.

• I knew you before I met you. I've known you my whole life. - nafsi
• I lied. I told you I was not afraid to love you. Then I walked away. and loved you. - I have spent my whole life alone. Loving you | when we choose fear
• I don't pay attention to the world ending. It has ended for me many times and began again in the morning.
• Stay is a sensitive word. We wear who stayed and who left in our skin forever. - sojourn
• Do not put your hand in the mouth of loneliness. Its teeth are soft but it will scar you for life. - do not be seduced by the lonely ones
• Thick compassion. As thick as the throats of our fathers when they have already left but leave their words behind. Our fathers write us. All over us. Their hand-writing. We can not ignore. ... what king of heart break is he. What night was it that he decided. What did the moon look like. Was he hungry. So hungry, that he would give me up. Give us up. How do they give us up so easily. So willingly.
• Eyes that commit. That is what I am looking for.
• I touched her in the middle of her heart. I never saw her again. - scar
• I loved you because it was easier than loving myself. - runaway
• Will you always be this pain in me. Will you always hurt.
• you must put healing on the list. the grocery list. the to do list. the night list. because you are teaching your baby the very same chemistry that took your eyes and heart when you were four. –– the list
• you ask your heart why it is always hurting. it says ‘this is the only thing you will allow me to say to you. the only feeling you are willing to feel. weep. into your shirt. you’re allowed. –– clouds
• he said ‘my absence is strong and warm. it will hold you. it will teach you how to miss. how to be without. and how to survive anyway.’ –– how my father raised me
• i have lost millions and millions of words to fear. tell me that is not violence. –– the deaths
• she was flower salt in my heart, and she hurt beautifully.