“It’s Stella. Stella’s got the gift and she’ll get everything when I die.’ ‘And what’s the gift, Miss Mary Beth?’ my mother asked her. ‘Why, Stella’s seen the man,’ Miss Mary Beth said to my mother. ‘And the one who… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
We are born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Everything in-between is a gift. — Yul Brynner Copy Share Image
