“Petra, people tell me that I will 'move on' and I can't believe it. But if it ever does happen, and I forget to feel this pressing absence of you, if I make it through a meaningless party and don't… — Ramona Ausubel Copy Share Image
“Now that she was gone, he did not know how to stand in this room right. He looked around at the familiar faces, some people he had known for decades, and was filled with the sense of being incomplete– not… — Ramona Ausubel Copy Share Image
“Life seemed improbable. All the turns of fate it had taken for Fern to be the mother of three particular children and the wife… — Ramona Ausubel Copy Share Image
“The process of living is to surrender what, for a few glimmering days or years, you have been allowed to hold. But there is… — Ramona Ausubel Copy Share Image
“It doesn't always make sense, how you go about loving someone. Sometimes loving means gathering them back, sometimes it means sending them away.” — Ramona Ausubel Copy Share Image
“...he would miss half their lives, locked alone in the dark while the children splashed in the rain, earned the Greek myths, fell in… — Ramona Ausubel Copy Share Image
“Perhaps fate is an answer from God... or perhaps fate is nothing more than an accident - two ships lost in the dark, running… — Ramona Ausubel Copy Share Image
“For heartsickness of the unending variety, befriend a dove. Do not catch it, not even so that you can set it free. Just get… — Ramona Ausubel Copy Share Image
“You know that smell, when you put your nose up to a pine tree?" I told her I did perfectly. "No matter how long… — Ramona Ausubel Copy Share Image
“We can do a cremation here, at the house?" I ask. "We built a fire," my father says. "Obviously. And I put the whole… — Ramona Ausubel Copy Share Image
“Petra, people tell me that I will 'move on' and I can't believe it. But if it ever does happen, and I forget to… — Ramona Ausubel Copy Share Image
“You must have come from very far down," Alice says to the fish, "to have your own lantern.” — Ramona Ausubel Copy Share Image
“Help, I said. “Is this real? Am I still me?” The Stranger comforted, “Everything stays true. You are yourself, no matter how much you… — Ramona Ausubel Copy Share Image
