You can wet the rim of a glass and run your finger around the rim and it will make a sound. This is what I feel like: this sound of glass. I feel like the word shatter.

Margaret Atwood | The Handmaid’s Tale

Para que sobrevivas
não bastam
a cruz nem a infância.

Ana Marques Gastão | Terra sem mãe

But one can’t build little white picket fences to keep the nightmares out.

Anne Sexton