“Rest in peace? Please, God, no. Haunt me, Sofia. You said you'd haunt me.” — Helen Maryles Shankman Copy Share Image
“The terrible things that happen to us,” Tessa said slowly. “What we do with them...I think that’s what makes us artists.” — Helen Maryles Shankman Copy Share Image
“For decades afterwards, I punished myself with images of Sofia standing naked in the snow, shivering, clutching a chunk of cement that a guard had told her was soap, in the worst winter Poland has ever known. But as I stared at the empty train tracks and thought of the stationmaster making the schoolyard slash across his throat, I had… — Helen Maryles Shankman Copy Share
“You can suck the life out of someone without ever touching a drop of their blood. --Raphael Sinclair” — Helen Maryles Shankman Copy Share Image
“When your heart breaks, you can actually feel it, an agonizing stab of pain in a muscle that you know for a fact is… — Helen Maryles Shankman Copy Share Image
“Rest in peace? Please, God, no. Haunt me, Sofia. You said you'd haunt me.” — Helen Maryles Shankman Copy Share Image
“There’s no such thing as yesterday, he thought dully. Memory is just today, happening over and over again, stamped indelibly with regret.” — Helen Maryles Shankman Copy Share Image
