“And still it was gone. Seeing it again could not be living it again. You can always rediscover an old path and… — Beryl Markham Copy Share Image
“Bringing my hand to his mouth, he softly kisses it. “Beautiful girl, of course I remember. How could I not? You’re unforgettable.” — Kim Karr Copy Share Image
“The sunset over the bay that evening was a conflagration of blood-red and orange and deep, gold-edged purple. I remember: unforgettable.” — Anne Rivers Siddons Copy Share Image
