No one ever told me how sorrow traumatizes your heart, making you think it will never beat exactly the same way again. No one ever told me how grief feels like a wet sock in my mouth. Once I’m forced to breathe through, thinking that with each breath I’ll come up short and suffocate.

— Sarah Noffke

Not the way he looks, but specifically the way he looks at me threatens my inhibitions. It’s all greedy yearning.

— Sarah Noffke

One of the many reasons I love libraries. Everyone is lost and not wanting to be found in a library.

— Sarah Noffke

People who make mistakes are in the best position to make better choices.

— Sarah Noffke

Rarely does the truth set us free. Usually it chains us to the earth like a ghost.

— Sarah Noffke

Regret swallows broken men whole. Acceptance builds them anew.

— Sarah Noffke

Right now in this space, I feel a brand-new pull to him. I’ve always been drawn to his features, his brilliance, his laughter, his passion. But right now I’m attracted to his pain. It makes him human. It makes him real. Furthermore, it makes him something he hardly ever is to me: accessible.

— Sarah Noffke

Sometimes the best thing about us isn’t what we’re gifted with, but what we can make others feel just by our very nature of existing.

— Sarah Noffke

Taking a risk to survive isn’t that impressive. Taking a risk to be happy, that takes guts.

— Sarah Noffke

Tears ache in my throat and each time his lips caress mine I’m closer to the dam within me bursting open. He’s undoing me, tearing out my demons with burning strokes of his lips and the salty taste of his mouth. In his arms, I’m changing, becoming anew.

— Sarah Noffke