It's life, that's all. There are no happy endings, just happy days, happy moments. The only real ending is death, and trust me, no one dies happy. And the price of not dying is that things change all the time, and the only thing you can count on is that there's not a thing you can do about it.
'How to talk to a widower' by Jonathan Tropper
When your book-cover illustrator gifts you the original! 🥺🥰
Still, despite all this, traveling is the great true love of my life. I have always felt, ever since I was sixteen years old and first went to Russia with my saved-up babysitting money, that to travel is worth any cost or sacrifice. I am loyal and constant in my love for travel, as I have not always been loyal and constant in my other loves. I feel about travel the way a happy new mother feels about her impossible, colicky, restless newborn baby - I just don't care what it puts me through. Because I adore it. Because it's mine. Because it looks exactly like me. It can barf all over me if it wants to - I just don't care.
'Eat, Pray, Love' by Elizabeth Gilbert
Despair is a cavern beneath our feet and we teeter on its very brink
'The Year of Wonders' by Geraldine Brooks
A person is among all else a material thing, easily torn not easily mended.
'Atonement' by Ian McEwan
"Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth."
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