The night has made up its mind. It’s we who are too slow, who move in the wake of events already decided… — Amanda Coplin Copy Share Image
“This was the image Angeline had of him at the time; always moving to the edges of some sort of celebration.” — Amanda Coplin Copy Share Image
“Riding in the herd, the sound like one constant, endless sigh; some frantic and others calm, some remembering some wrong done to them while… — Amanda Coplin Copy Share Image
“...She was becoming what she was destined to become...: her own person, her own independent and particular self.” — Amanda Coplin Copy Share Image
“And how does one so small and perfect in her way become an adult? The change would never occur if he kept his eye… — Amanda Coplin Copy Share Image
“The man said that a portion of track just up into the mountain pass had been damaged by a rockslide early that morning, and… — Amanda Coplin Copy Share Image
“A place to show her children: and you belong to the earth, and the earth is hard.” — Amanda Coplin Copy Share Image
The night has made up its mind. It’s we who are too slow, who move in the wake of events already decided for us,… — Amanda Coplin Copy Share Image
“She could strive for perfection only in certain, few things; beyond that, it was important only to be tidy.” — Amanda Coplin Copy Share Image
“She revered solitude, but only because there was the possibility of breaking it. Of communing at last with another.” — Amanda Coplin Copy Share Image
“It was only too bad that to gossip and support mean ideas was easier and more enjoyable, really, than to keep quiet and know… — Amanda Coplin Copy Share Image
“And that was the point of children, thought Caroline Meddey: to bind us to the earth and to the present, to distract us from… — Amanda Coplin Copy Share Image
