“when at last they’d had to admit to themselves that they’d made all the love they could, had been a last meal. Like” — Alan Furst Copy Share Image
“So many of us fail: we divorce our wives and husbands, we leave the roofs of our lovers, go once again into the lonely march, mustering our courage with work, friends, half pleasures which are not whole because they are… — Andre Dubus Copy Share Image
