... people misunderstood death, they died not of too little life but of too much life, that as the skin withered and the future grew short it was the past that took on flesh, until ultimately the sheer accumulation of… — Dorothy Gilman Copy Share Image
When we live with a memory we live with a corpse; the impact of the experience has changed us once but can never change us again. — Dorothy Gilman Copy Share Image
“I wasn't offering her pity," Mrs. Caswell said impatiently. "Tragedies don't interest me, tragedies and heartbreaks are all alike, what matters is how a… — Dorothy Gilman Copy Share Image
“Do you like Magda too?” His gaze left the gate to sweep the courtyard. “She seems pleasant enough when she’s not drugged. But then… — Dorothy Gilman Copy Share Image
“If life was like a body of water, she had asked that she be allowed to walk again in its shallows; instead she had… — Dorothy Gilman Copy Share Image
will anything but fanaticism make for change? Wisdom and compromise come later. — Dorothy Gilman Copy Share Image
“...why doesn't anything end happily?" "Because," said Mrs. Pollifax slowly, "there are no happy endings, Jenny, there are only happy people.” — Dorothy Gilman Copy Share Image
It's when we're given choice that we sit with the gods and design ourselves. — Dorothy Gilman Copy Share Image
“Once upon a time, [the guru] said, when God had finished making the world, he wanted to leave behind Him for man a piece… — Dorothy Gilman Copy Share Image