Sometimes I think it is ... frustration with life as it is lived day to day that compels me to write such long letters to people who seldom reply in kind, if indeed they reply at all. Somehow by compressing… — Elizabeth Forsythe Hailey Copy Share Image
Though my own life is filled with activity, letters encourage momentary escape into other lives, and I come back to my own with greater… — Elizabeth Forsythe Hailey Copy Share Image
Time is a cruel thief to rob us of our former selves. We lose as much to life as we do to death. — Elizabeth Forsythe Hailey Copy Share Image
We are all so much more complicated than we allow ourselves to appear. — Elizabeth Forsythe Hailey Copy Share Image
But a piece of paper can be a powerful presence. I have always had enormous respect for the written word and invariably find a… — Elizabeth Forsythe Hailey Copy Share Image
“Would that we could soar forever beyond the reach of earth, away from the dangers that await us the moment we alight.” — Elizabeth Forsythe Hailey Copy Share Image
Sometimes I think it is ... frustration with life as it is lived day to day that compels me to write such long letters… — Elizabeth Forsythe Hailey Copy Share Image
“I know now one must plan one’s old age as surely as one plans any other stage of life. The tragedy of Cousin Josie’s… — Elizabeth Forsythe Hailey Copy Share Image
“Life causes estrangement enough—why do we add to it out of misplaced pride?” — Elizabeth Forsythe Hailey Copy Share Image
Sometimes being a good mother gets in the way of being a good person. — Elizabeth Forsythe Hailey Copy Share Image
Whenever life gets to be too much for me, I have a hard time keeping my eyes open. Sleeping is cheaper and safer than… — Elizabeth Forsythe Hailey Copy Share Image
