“Sometimes, in the dark of night, when no one else could hear him but me, he'd cry out, like he was fighting some silent little war in his head.” — Cathie Pelletier Copy Share Image
“Never had anyone said, "Listen. Life is short. Pretend your body is still in its twenties. Jump for the brass ring. Swing for those… — Cathie Pelletier Copy Share
Almost overnight, Albert Pinkham had gone from being barely able to keep his head above water to walking on the stuff. — Cathie Pelletier Copy Share
“Who the hell ain't dysfunctional these days? When the Kennedys straighten out, then maybe the rest of us should worry.” — Cathie Pelletier Copy Share
“He felt the rush of years, years wasted and years used wisely. He felt time moving through him, as if it were a ghost,… — Cathie Pelletier Copy Share
“looking off at the past as though it were a place one might still get to” — Cathie Pelletier Copy Share
“But Harry knew now that love was a soldier. It can invade the human heart. Build canopies through jungles. Scale castle walls. Cross moats.… — Cathie Pelletier Copy Share
“She had stood there with the phone pressed to her ear as though it were a huge plastic seashell, all the unhappy years of… — Cathie Pelletier Copy Share
“When you don't know enough about life to know what you might have missed out on, your imagination plays wicked tricks on you.” — Cathie Pelletier Copy Share
“The big television crouched in the shadowy beam of the porch light. Mattie could see its black, open face, and she felt as though… — Cathie Pelletier Copy Share
“This is what keeps ghosts locked to the earth, that sweet burning need for something they loved and gave up too soon.” — Cathie Pelletier Copy Share
“She knew for certain there were all kinds of people who craved their youth, who would run like gazelles toward that fishhook of time,… — Cathie Pelletier Copy Share
