“These were the kind [of letters] you save, folded into a memory box, to be opened years later with fingers against crackling age, heart pounding with the sick desire to be possessed by memory.” — Eleanor Brown Copy Share Image
“But Rose learned an important lesson: people don't always do what you tell them to do.” — Eleanor Brown Copy Share Image
“She remembered one of her boyfriends asking, offhandedly, how many books she read in a year. "A few hundred," she said. "How do you… — Eleanor Brown Copy Share Image
“Instead, we'd do what we always did, the only thing we'd ever been dependably stellar at: we'd read.” — Eleanor Brown Copy Share Image
“Here's one of the problems with communicating in the words of a man who is not around to explain himself: it's damn hard sometimes… — Eleanor Brown Copy Share Image
“Yes, you'd make a great partner for him. What with the embezzling and the adultery and the drinking. That's what every man wants in… — Eleanor Brown Copy Share Image
“This conversation, you will not be surprised to know, was the impetus for their breakup, given that it caused her to realize the emotion… — Eleanor Brown Copy Share Image
“We don't just come from the womb bearing our talents. They grow from all the things we learn.” — Eleanor Brown Copy Share Image
“Despite his money and his looks and all the good-on-paper attributes he possessed, he was not a reader, and, well, let's just say that… — Eleanor Brown Copy Share Image
“And the baby would never know what it meant to hate Barnwell so deeply that she couldn't help but return to it.” — Eleanor Brown Copy Share Image
“We've all done foolish, foolish things, dear. In my experience, good people punish themselves far more than any external body can manage. And I… — Eleanor Brown Copy Share Image
“We all have stories we tell ourselves. We tell ourselves we are too fat, or too ugly, or too old, or too foolish. We… — Eleanor Brown Copy Share Image
Every room has a mood or personality...and it is this that one desires to develop. — Eleanor Brown Copy Share Image
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