“It is the rarest thing...that gets preserved, that does not get erased, broken down, transformed.” — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“Grandmother," Ruth admonished. "I would not have a man who could not at least understand me." "And it looks like you might have finally fond one, heaven be praised." Ruth began to grow irritated. "Grandmother, I wish you would have… — Debbie Viguié Copy Share Image
