“Sometimes she worried that her love for Edgar was too strong, a covetous earthly love, a love against God, a love to reclaim lost things. But what love wasn’t that? What love wasn’t a reward to counter an old wrong?… — Victor Lodato Copy Share Image
“Death would think itself real without an official protest from the dead person’s greatest ally.” — Victor Lodato Copy Share Image
“Even those who loved you best were bound to find the flaws if they stared long enough.” — Victor Lodato Copy Share Image
“...not everything in your heart makes it to your mouth. A lot of it gets lost on the way.” — Victor Lodato Copy Share Image
“If I could have one magical power it would be to get inside someone else's head, even just for a second, so that I… — Victor Lodato Copy Share Image
“When you're head over heels about someone, it's a real painkiller. You almost wonder why doctors don't recommend it more.” — Victor Lodato Copy Share Image
“Still, when I read the story, I felt like I'd written half of it myself, and the author guy was responsible for the other… — Victor Lodato Copy Share Image
“Words weren't a solace, but they focused one's emotions into something more tangible; they were splinters that could actually be pulled from the heart… — Victor Lodato Copy Share Image
“When the people you love become animals it's awful. You're half afraid to even go near them.” — Victor Lodato Copy Share Image
“Learning kindness late in life was a kind of torture. The pain often came from the past, form kindnesses withheld. The knife was particularly… — Victor Lodato Copy Share Image
