“But sometimes this hatred broke like a wave, unexplainably collapsing under its own weight, and before it would begin to well up again, she suddenly felt nothing but pure compassion for him, a kindness and forgiveness that almost broke her… — Sana Krasikov Copy Share Image
“The first sign of madness is a howl that, once uncorked, cannot stop.” — Sana Krasikov Copy Share Image
“And at that instant, I was six and half years old again, watching the two arresting officers - a man and a woman dressed in quasi-military olive-drab uniforms - opening the door of our wardrobe, running their hands over every hanging item of clothing, palpating the linings, sticking their busy fingers in the pockets before flinging every one of my… — Sana Krasikov Copy Share
“And then, a second surprise: for the first time in my adult life I was not leaping to become my mother's judge, or her defense attorney. For so many years, those had been the only two roles I could play. Prosecutor was the default - there was always an abundance of her qualities to criticize and impugn - but the… — Sana Krasikov Copy Share
“But sometimes this hatred broke like a wave, unexplainably collapsing under its own weight, and before it would begin to well up again, she… — Sana Krasikov Copy Share Image
“I mourned now because when she had been alive I had not understood her. To the end, she frustrated my understanding, defied it with… — Sana Krasikov Copy Share Image
“A memory is a difficult thing to judge from a distance. Did the details unfold as the child perceived them?” — Sana Krasikov Copy Share Image
“And suddenly, having waited so long to hold it in my hands, I felt paralyzed to read it. Certainly, I was unable to read… — Sana Krasikov Copy Share Image
“Old age made you discover that it wasn't the big mistakes but the small ones that laid claim to your regrets. That she had… — Sana Krasikov Copy Share Image
“It was hard to tell if he was smiling or sneering. His face seemed to say, "Yes, this is also an answer, but not… — Sana Krasikov Copy Share Image
“What is more human than having our cruelty incited by another's weakness?” — Sana Krasikov Copy Share Image
