the Poppy fields near the French countryside Quotes

“My existence is an exercise in futility”
― Aliza S., the Poppy fields near the French countryside: Sappho edition

“She was all I had ever dreamt of being. She was beautiful, more beautiful than anyone I had ever seen. She was intelligent, smarter than anyone I had ever met. When poised and quiet, she had an impact on people anyways, a statue and incarnate of everything revered in a woman, yet when she spoke, you did not know how to thank what deity for having been graced to be in the presence of someone like her. She did not speak as I did, and she spoke so little.”
― Aliza S., the Poppy fields near the French countryside: Sappho edition

“But we were not orphans, we were children of the world, and we could see what was beautiful in the world, so why would we remain slaves?”
― Aliza S., the Poppy fields near the French countryside: Sappho edition

“I was just a kid when I first met Bella, but I knew she was someone special, something otherworldly and someone who would leave a searing golden lesion on me.”
― Aliza S., the Poppy fields near the French countryside: Sappho edition

“I was 17, living a fever dream with eyes full of stars, and she was Paris. If I was the slave, she was the Queen ruling over the regime. If I was a mortal French woman, she was a goddess. Wherever she went, whatever she said I followed suit, heart in my hands.”
― Aliza S., the Poppy fields near the French countryside: Sappho edition

“She was my idea of Royalty, peaceful yet poised.”
― Aliza S., the Poppy fields near the French countryside: Sappho edition

“Bella looked like the Queen of the skies. She ran up a hill, her face giddy with joy, red with freedom and pretty with youth. She cupped her mouth and she yelled so loud birds flew out of their abodes in the trees.”
― Aliza S., the Poppy fields near the French countryside: Sappho edition

“The wind ran its hand through my hair, and I breathed in the soil, the sun beaming, the flowers, the green valleys as far as I could see, not a soul in sight. We had left everything behind. We now belonged to no one, and Delilah’s face was a ray of Sun.”
― Aliza S., the Poppy fields near the French countryside: Sappho edition

“You have been my undoing and I wish you had left me some way to end ceremoniously the love that we had started among the columns of regal cathedrals under the watchful eye of royals.”
― Aliza S., the Poppy fields near the French countryside: Sappho edition

“True freedom is, above all, sweet as saccharine on your lips.”
Delilah leaned forward; her beautiful face illuminated by the sun. “And true evil is, above all, seductive.” She now smiled, her chin on the palm of her own hand. “Is it not?”
― Aliza S., the Poppy fields near the French countryside: Sappho edition

“As foolish and fictitious as this sounds, if ever you find yourself near the countryside, do not hesitate to extend a hand to me. My days still revolve around you, and I am ready to sacrifice my wounded soul to satisfy the wicked one of yours if ever you wish me to. My shame and dignity are the horizon, vast and out of my reach”
― Aliza S., the Poppy fields near the French countryside: Sappho edition

“So, tell me now how the woman who taught me how to sing is now the one whose voice I loathe the most.”
― Aliza S., the Poppy fields near the French countryside: Sappho edition

“Have I not made it obvious enough? I am in love with you, Delilah Gange. Foolishly, ardently, and madly. I must face the demons I have been running from for years now. And look how well the stars aligned and the planets spun on their axis the other way for us to meet here and make our love known for each other. I am in love you and I have learnt to live with it for a long time like I tolerated and learnt to accept the blood coursing through my veins is not ichor. I cannot imagine living like this anymore, in silent suffering. Waiting for a love to grow without tending to it.”
― Aliza S., the Poppy fields near the French countryside: Sappho edition

“Or perhaps for the first time, because her attention is fixed elsewhere. Or perhaps it was not so much of the faces meeting but rather what it confessed to.”
― Aliza S., the Poppy fields near the French countryside: Sappho edition

“Could not it be that one person could have the amount of beauty the same as that of another and not paramount?”
― Aliza S., the Poppy fields near the French countryside: Sappho edition

“The house was not much of a house as it was a two- story cottage, austere and quaint, chimney emanating silver smoke and the house bringing forth a smell of homemade food.”
― Aliza S., the Poppy fields near the French countryside: Sappho edition

“But she was so beautiful, it was all forgiven. She was the kind of beautiful I have seen only in print. She was so beautiful I would do anything she asked me to do. If she asked for the moon, I would put a lasso around it and give it to her. If she asked for the stars, I would spend eternity plucking them off the tapestry of the sky, but I could not give her the sun for she was my Sun, my reason for living, the reason to wake up in the morning.”
― Aliza S., the Poppy fields near the French countryside: Sappho edition