I’m the heart behind Of Books and Bruises—a lifelong reader, quote collector, and lover of words that make you feel too much.

This blog was born from sleepless nights, underlined pages, and moments where literature felt more like a mirror than a story. Here, I share the quotes that wound me, the books that saved me, and the thoughts I’d never dare speak aloud—except here.

Pull up a velvet chair. Let’s read between the bruises.