No matter how interminable something feels, there is always, always an ending. Sometimes that's good, and sometimes it's bad; sometimes it's a… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
You ever have that feeling? Like you’ve known someone your whole life but you don’t know them at all. — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
Sometimes it felt as if all happiness came at a price. You could never, ever, have perfection. Life gave you beauty so… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
This is not a love story. It is my life, and as such, there is love, loss, war, death, and sacrifice. It's… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
They say funerals are not for the dead but for the living. Those rites are what permit you to move on, so… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
. . . and I don’t expect him to suborn his life into mine any more than I would change my dreams… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
Perhaps that was the point; life, if you did it right, meant learning and changing. If you didn't, you died- or stopped… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
Now you will feel no rain, for each of you will be shelter for the other. Now you will feel no cold,… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
“To my mind, modern life just offers too many numbers that we're supposed to keep track of.” — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
“They say an interesting life leaves its mark on your face, and if that’s true, she’s got one hell of a story.” — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
“Pull yourself together. People among the living still need your help, and I haven't given you permission to quit.” — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
“...afraid of damn near everything. But I refuse to let it paralyze me. I won't be the woman who cowers behind four… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
I’d never known it was possible to love as he did— with complete devotion yet devoid of promises. — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
“Vel once told me that the heart isn't like a cup of water. You can't drain it. It's more like an endless well, and… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
There were different kinds of strength. I knew that now. It didn't always come from a knife or a willingness to fight. Sometimes it… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
“When people stop writing down their stories, the soul the world is lost.” — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
Is that love? It seems like a pale word, too easily tossed about by people who don’t know the meaning of it, who twist… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
Maybe I was just one of those people who couldn't rest easy unless things went catastrophically wrong. — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
Here in the enclave, one didn't prosper by demonstrating too much independent thought. — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
“My heart hurt when I remembered him, but the alternative was forgetting, and that was the final kind of death—when nobody told your story… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
“He cocked his head, listening, then whispered to the big man, "We've got a group of four, incoming. Don't scare them off with your… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
“These are the results of public security cams at work, recording routinely those who come and go. Apparently, it functions as a wondrous preventative… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
