“After all, what is love but the desire to know another person as thoroughly and deeply as possible? Every quirk and passion, each response to the changes of time, every possible inch of skin? Also perhaps to be ourselves known,… — Stephen P. Kiernan Copy Share Image
“And what is life but a little row in a small boat, every moment leaving what we know, every stroke unable to see where… — Stephen P. Kiernan Copy Share Image
“The memory still made her blush, though in the many months since then, the thrill in her heart had been replaced entirely by longing.… — Stephen P. Kiernan Copy Share Image
“A man could be outwardly obedient, but tardiness revealed his inner determination, proof that slavery affects only the body. It does not include possession… — Stephen P. Kiernan Copy Share Image
“Was there always to be someone who, by comparison, made your circumstances seem fortunate?” — Stephen P. Kiernan Copy Share Image
“Are you with the Resistance?” “No. I am simply trying to survive, and to help those I can.” Fleur” — Stephen P. Kiernan Copy Share Image
“Perhaps slavery is harder for a person who has known freedom. Perhaps it does not matter. The” — Stephen P. Kiernan Copy Share Image
“No deception lasts forever. Truth rises like good bread dough.” — Stephen P. Kiernan Copy Share Image
“Fear, they learned, did not live in the heart or mind. It inhabited the stomach like a bad oyster. There was nothing to do… — Stephen P. Kiernan Copy Share Image
“Even now, the angling of the light into this room. The curl of the curtain as it falls from a slackening breeze. To call… — Stephen P. Kiernan Copy Share Image
“My mother died halfway when they shot my father. Then almost halfway more, after what the soldiers did to her. Today was the last… — Stephen P. Kiernan Copy Share Image
“a lifetime’s worth of narratives happening at once—the television. At first I was amazed. Soon I found it predictable, however, and dulling to the… — Stephen P. Kiernan Copy Share Image
“When Emma was fifteen Uncle Ezra had taught her reduction, boiling a full pot of beef or chicken stock down to a quarter cup… — Stephen P. Kiernan Copy Share Image
“My literary references seem right, but no one around me is well read enough to correct any errors.” — Stephen P. Kiernan Copy Share Image
“After all, what is love but the desire to know another person as thoroughly and deeply as possible? Every quirk and passion, each response… — Stephen P. Kiernan Copy Share Image
“If you see God,” she said finally, “ask Him why He stopped loving us.” Emma” — Stephen P. Kiernan Copy Share Image
