“Yolanda stood with her head cocked and her dark eyes gleaming, like a crow at the fence line.” — mary alice monroe Copy Share Image
“Oh, if only I were young again, I would travel! There's so much of the world I would like to have seen. But I'm too old for that now and too ill to manage the trip. I don't care much for clothes. I'm giving away all my jewelry. At this point in my life, I see all possessions as just… — Mary Alice Monroe Copy Share
“All stories come to an end. That moment when we sigh and close the book, perhaps sit back in our chair and rest our palm over the cover, is met with quixotic emotions. On the one hand, we’re satisfied if the author successfully tied up loose ends, turned a memorable phrase and rewarded the hero’s moral choice with his heart’s… — Mary Alice Monroe Copy Share
“A woman’s life has so many demands because she is the axis around which so many little planets spin.” — Mary Alice Monroe Copy Share Image
“Dawn tore at the seam of night, pulling the blackness back a little farther with each passing minute.” — Mary Alice Monroe Copy Share Image
“Rather than feel small, however, in this arena she felt part of something much bigger than herself. This gave her both a sense of… — Mary Alice Monroe Copy Share Image
“Age is real life is short. It's foolhardy to deny it. We grow up, our bodies grow frail, death is coming. There's so much I want to do! There's a whole world out there I havent seen, ppl I havent met and who havent know me. God, there 're a million books I want to read. I dont want to… — Mary Alice Monroe Copy Share
“Luz felt as though all the millions of butterflies that were flying on this same journey south were fluttering in her stomach.” — Mary Alice Monroe Copy Share Image
“not so heartbreaking. So it was with me after Tom’s death. In retrospect, I look at myself and my friends and I think that some of us are offered early warnings. The death of a loved one, a serious illness, the struggle of a marriage, or the despair of loneliness—as tragic as these events are, they serve to box us… — Mary Alice Monroe Copy Share
To me, the glass is half-empty some days and half-full on others. Sometimes it's bone-dry. Or overflowing. — Mary Alice Monroe Copy Share Image
Privacy is something that we maintain for the good of ourselves and others. Secrecy we keep to separate ourselves from others, even those we… — Mary Alice Monroe Copy Share Image
“The secret to happiness is to embrace the humility to accept what comes and the courage to continue on your life's path with an… — Mary Alice Monroe Copy Share Image
