William Sloane

“A love that is true to living persons and existing realities is steadfast and fine. But I saw then, for the first time, that a love which was fastened upon the dead and true to nothing but a past that was finished, is not a good nor true emotion. If it went on too long, it could become an incubus, throttling a man from the real life of the present, which is the life that we were fashioned to meet and experience.”
― William Sloane, The Rim of Morning: Two Tales of Cosmic Horror

“would not be for the sake of a woman five years dead whose image in my mind was now as evanescent as the smell of lavender in an old drawer.”
― William Sloane, The Rim of Morning: Two Tales of Cosmic Horror