I'm staring at this girl who I know would break me if I loved her but I can't help it.
--Brad Land, Goat: A Memoir
You can have your secret as long as I have your heart.
--Oscar Wilde, The Canterville Ghost
I, too, have felt that the war goes on and on. When my son, Ian, died at El Alamein-- side by side with... visitors offering their condolences, thinking to comfort me, said, "Life goes on." What nonsense, I thought, of course it doesn't. It's death that goes on; Ian is dead now and will be dead tomorrow and next year and forever. There's no end to that. But perhaps there will be an end to the sorrow of it.
--Mary Ann Shaffer, The Guernsey Literary And Potato Peel Society
If we could have just done something so dreadful and Father said That's sad too people cannot do anything that dreadful they cannot do anything very dreadful at all they cannot even remember tomorrow what seemed dreadful today and I said, You can shirk all things and he said, Ah can you.
--William Faulkner, The Sound And The Fury
He opened his mouth to say that she looked extremely beautiful and deserved armfuls of roses, but the words were lost in committee somewhere, shuffled aside by the parts of his head that worked full-time at avoiding ridicule.
--Helen Simonson, Major Pettigrew's Last Stand
You can not libel the dead, I think, you can only console them.
--Anne Enright, The Gathering
--Brad Land, Goat: A Memoir
You can have your secret as long as I have your heart.
--Oscar Wilde, The Canterville Ghost
I, too, have felt that the war goes on and on. When my son, Ian, died at El Alamein-- side by side with... visitors offering their condolences, thinking to comfort me, said, "Life goes on." What nonsense, I thought, of course it doesn't. It's death that goes on; Ian is dead now and will be dead tomorrow and next year and forever. There's no end to that. But perhaps there will be an end to the sorrow of it.
--Mary Ann Shaffer, The Guernsey Literary And Potato Peel Society
If we could have just done something so dreadful and Father said That's sad too people cannot do anything that dreadful they cannot do anything very dreadful at all they cannot even remember tomorrow what seemed dreadful today and I said, You can shirk all things and he said, Ah can you.
--William Faulkner, The Sound And The Fury
He opened his mouth to say that she looked extremely beautiful and deserved armfuls of roses, but the words were lost in committee somewhere, shuffled aside by the parts of his head that worked full-time at avoiding ridicule.
--Helen Simonson, Major Pettigrew's Last Stand
You can not libel the dead, I think, you can only console them.
--Anne Enright, The Gathering
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