She's got the kind of ethereal, unselfconscious beauty some young girls possess that breaks your heart. Or theirs.
Ilsa J. BickThey call it the drowning instinct. It's when drowning doesn't look like drowning. (pg. 241)
Ilsa J. BickWe all have our fictions, little lies we tell ourselves to keep going from one day to the next.
Ilsa J. Bick