“They knew how to be content with the ordinary and the simple. There was something to be said for that, and if… — Mary Campisi Happiness Copy Share Image
“Amazing how a person’s life could be cut into segments, like an orange, with pith and all. Good part, bad part. Sweet… — Mary Campisi Life Copy Share Image
“Their physical appearances faded next to the expressions on their faces. Pure joy.” — Mary Campisi Joy Copy Share Image
“The child hurled herself into Christine’s arms. “Christine! Christine!” In the seconds that followed, Christine forgot the circumstances that had brought her… — Mary Campisi Children Copy Share Image
“Butterfly Garden is especially important to me because it delves into sibling relationships and family hierarchy as children and as adults. It… — Mary Campisi Children Copy Share Image
“Why do some women feel their only value is in their body? Why do they continue to stuff their shapes into too-tight… — Mary Campisi Copy Share Image
“Friends helped friends. They listened, comforted, shared, and encouraged.” — Mary Campisi Friendship Copy Share Image
“Life could not be lived backward. There was no undoing the regret, but she could make one last attempt to seek forgiveness.” — Mary Campisi Forgiveness Copy Share Image
“Maybe Jenny and Grace weren’t so different from the butterfly… maybe they both needed to simply be who they were, stop trying… — Mary Campisi Family Copy Share Image
“church organist for the past twenty-one years, stroked the last notes of “Faith of Our Fathers.” The next several minutes were ritual… — Mary Campisi Faith Copy Share Image
“Mothers always knew what was best for their children, and it was a mother’s duty to steer the child back onto the… — Mary Campisi Children Copy Share Image
“everything—sound, sight, feeling, certainly understanding. Christine remembered little of that night other than the smear of life and loss pulling her under,… — Mary Campisi Christianity Copy Share Image
“Dedication: To friends—that word for rare and precious people who care about one another Who cry together Laugh together Dream together You… — Mary Campisi Dreams Copy Share Image
“His deep voice rose with the conviction reminiscent of a newly ordained priest. “Do we choose those to be judged or those… — Mary Campisi Faith Copy Share Image
“A shrink?” She threw Jenny a look and said, “He’s a psychologist, actually.” “Oh. A mini-shrink.” — Mary Campisi Copy Share Image
“Caring too much has its own dangers. No matter how far our society’s come, one partner is always more committed than the… — Mary Campisi Copy Share Image
“The next challenge was how to give it to her. Should he just put it in the spare bedroom, take her by… — Mary Campisi Copy Share Image
“The rich kept stuffing their pockets and the poor fell deeper in debt.” — Mary Campisi Money Copy Share Image
“And when you look at him again, it’s not the speck of drool on his pillow you see or the way his… — Mary Campisi Copy Share Image
“Lily’s room transformed into a treasure chest told from a child’s perspective; minute details unearthed, bits and scraps of memory whose retelling… — Mary Campisi Children Copy Share Image
“Men! Why did they always have to be so difficult? “There will always be ups and downs, but I like to think… — Mary Campisi Ups and downs Copy Share Image
“They were of the same blood, the same family, the same world, and yet, they were so different. And yet, they were… — Mary Campisi Best friend Copy Share Image
“I don’t have any experience with,” she faltered, “children like Lily.” “Most people don’t. It’s the demand for perfection in our society… — Mary Campisi Children Copy Share Image
