“Memories are fragile things to hold, but many times, it's what we have.” — Ann Howard Creel Copy Share Image
“I’ve often wondered, even to this day, why during painful times some people seem to step away from themselves and make decisions that fall… — Ann Howard Creel Copy Share Image
“We’d save up a penny or two, bring them down here, and set them on the tracks. When a train comes, it flattens out… — Ann Howard Creel Copy Share Image
“Memories are fragile things to hold, but many times, it's what we have.” — Ann Howard Creel Copy Share Image
“As a child, when I first heard the story of Creation, I’d closed my eyes and pictured the earth as a ball rolling off… — Ann Howard Creel Copy Share Image
“Flashes of memories: skimming over the water into darkness, salt on her lips, big boats lingering on the horizon, crates of liquor luring them… — Ann Howard Creel Copy Share Image
“In the past, I would’ve listed things such as common interests, mutual attraction, worldliness, and higher education. My freedom above all else. If I… — Ann Howard Creel Copy Share Image
“The sea was a landscape of longing, she thought, a landscape of ceaseless change.” — Ann Howard Creel Copy Share Image
“He touched me as if I were the curved and delicate handle of a china cup, but he held me tightly just as I… — Ann Howard Creel Copy Share Image
“Words of kindness had always been more difficult for me to handle than harsh reprimands. Ever since I had been quite young, I could… — Ann Howard Creel Copy Share Image
“She also knew that the story you made up in your mind was rarely the real story.” — Ann Howard Creel Copy Share Image
“Livy: Don’t you ever wonder what else is out there…beyond the farm? Ray: Sometimes Livy: Aren’t you curious how other people lived? Ray: I… — Ann Howard Creel Copy Share Image
“Sometimes you do find what you're looking for closer than you think” — Ann Howard Creel Copy Share Image
“My aunts were not cruel, you understand. They loved to talk, and at every available opportunity they gave away the neatly wrapped presents of… — Ann Howard Creel Copy Share Image
