“Maybe a better illustration would be a migraine. One moment you’re well, the next you’re in so much pain you can’t open your eyes. Everything is changed. Nothing exists except the throb and fret between your temples, though underneath it… — Kylie Ladd Copy Share Image
“If I let myself think of it the pain and anger were still fresh, adrenalin racing down my limbs to pool, hot and itchy,… — Kylie Ladd Copy Share Image
“I literally felt gutted, as if someone had hollowed me out, removed my core. Patients in the final stage of dementia revert to an almost neonatal state, their brains so atrophied they can only breathe and digest, suck and pout. That was how I felt. I continued to function, but only at the most basic level, my existence little more… — Kylie Ladd Copy Share
“I had learnt from my work: that all pain is erased in the passage of time. Not just by, but in. In ten decades… — Kylie Ladd Copy Share Image
“Maybe a better illustration would be a migraine. One moment you’re well, the next you’re in so much pain you can’t open your eyes.… — Kylie Ladd Copy Share Image
“The best way to describe it is that it was like eating Vegemite toast again after weeks of rich foreign food and complicated sauces—good… — Kylie Ladd Copy Share Image
“I was out of control, manic, less myself than I’d ever been. Like Eve must have felt after the fall, I reflected as I… — Kylie Ladd Copy Share Image
“Tired, yes, but it was more than that. Watching everything unfold had lurched me from anger to disgust and finally sorrow, had reminded me… — Kylie Ladd Copy Share Image
“Maybe it was because the friendship had been forced on us, or because, with her careful grooming and precise sentences, Joan always made me… — Kylie Ladd Copy Share Image
“At first I enjoyed it. A fall is a surrender; you can’t help it, you didn’t plan it. Maybe you could have been more… — kylie ladd Copy Share Image
“For a second I felt content, an emotion so unfamiliar it took me a moment to identify it.” — Kylie Ladd Copy Share Image
“Chemistry is an overused word. I prefer ‘fit’, that indefinable sensation when a man takes your arm as you move through a door, or… — Kylie Ladd Copy Share Image
“Oh, I already loved my husband, of course, but this was different. That had been a decision; this was out of my control, an… — Kylie Ladd Copy Share Image
