Nicole Kornher-Stace Quotes

If a ghost was a recording of a memory, as some believed, and Wasp pulled back the curtain from the third alcove on the right, she might find the wide-eyed bloody-handed ghost of herself, hugging her knees and shivering, trying to unremember the sound of her little dagger sinking hilt-deep into girlflesh, the day she earned her name.

Nicole Kornher-Stace

And maybe that's all a ghost is, in the end. Regret, grown legs, gone walking.

Nicole Kornher-Stace