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“...Caroline said easily, amazed all over again at this sudden facility she'd developed, the fluidity and ease of her lies.”
― Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper's Daughter

“...a vase full of flowers: dark red and pale pink in a cloud of baby's breath.”
― Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper's Daughter

“Twin threads ran through her: fear and excitement.”
― Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper's Daughter

“...her tone more disapproving than dismayed.”
― Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper's Daughter

“...and the distance between them, millimeters only, the space of a breath, opened up and deepened, became a cavern at whose edge he stood.”
― Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper's Daughter

“Paul, careening down the slide with his arms out flung, and Phoebe, present somehow through her absence.”
― Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper's Daughter

“He carried Paul inside and up the stairs. He gave him a drink of water and the orange chewable aspirin he like and sat with him on the bed, holding his hand...This was what he yearned to capture on film: these rare moments where the world seemed unified, coherent, everything contained in a single fleeting image. A spareness that held beauty and hope and motion - a kind of silvery poetry, just as the body was poetry in blood and flesh and bone.”
― Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper's Daughter

“This is what he knew that Paul didn't: the world was precarious and sometimes cruel. He'd had to fight hard to achieve what Paul simply took for granted.”
― Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper's Daughter

“A moment might be a thousand different things.”
― Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper's Daughter

“...so young, so lonely and naive, that she imagined herself as some sort of vessel to be filled up with love. But it wasn't like that. The love was within her all the time and its only renewal came from giving it away.”
― Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper's Daughter

“You missed a lot of heartache, sure. But David, you missed a lot of joy.”
― Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper's Daughter

“He had never even glimpsed her.”
― Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper's Daughter

“This was her life. Not the life she had once dreamed of, not a life her younger self would ever have imagined or desired, but the life she was living, with all its complexities. This was her life, built with care and attention, and it was good.”
― Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper's Daughter

“He had handed his daughter to Caroline Gill and that act had led him here, years later, to this girl in motion of her own, this girl who had decided yes, a brief moment of release in the back of a car, in the room of a silent house, this girl who had stood up later, adjusting her clothes, with now knowledge of how that moment was already shaping her life.”
― Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper's Daughter

“She didn't love him and he didn't love her; she was like an addiction, and what they were doing had a darkness to it, a weight.”
― Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper's Daughter

“They turned a distracted gaze on the world, wide-eyed, somehow, and questioning.”
― Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper's Daughter

“Lately, the world felt fragile, like a blown egg, as if it might shatter beneath a careless touch.”
― Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper's Daughter

“...bleak territory of the heart.”
― Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper's Daughter

“A fear Paul had transformed all these years, like a gifted alchemist, into anger and rebellion.”
― Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper's Daughter

“There were people whom you positively ached to please. If you failed with such people they would put you into a category in their minds where they could kee you and have contempt for you forever.”
― Alice Munro

“If I decided to send this to you, where would I send it? When I think of writing the whole address on the envelope I am paralyzed. It's too painful to think of you in the same place with your life going on in the same way, minus me. And to think of you not there, you somewhere else but I don't know where that is, is worse.”
― Alice Munro, The Love of a Good Woman

“When I told him on the phone that after all you and I would not be getting married, he said "Oh-oh. Do you think you'll ever manage to get another one?" If I'd objected to his saying that he would naturally have said it was a joke. And it was a joke. I have not managed to get another one but perhaps have not been in the best condition to try.”
― Alice Munro

“Never underestimate the meanness in people's souls... Even when they're being kind... especially when they're being kind.”
― Alice Munro

“For we did makeup. But we didn't forgive each other. And we didn't take steps. And it got to be too late and we saw that each of us had invested too much in being in the right and we walked away and it was a relief. ”
― Alice Munro, The Love of a Good Woman

“So what about me? Would I always have to find a high horse? The moral relish, the rising above, the being in the right, which can make me flaunt my losses.”
― Alice Munro, The Love of a Good Woman

“What if people really did that - sent their love through the mail to get rid of it? What would it be that they sent? A box of chocolates with centers like the yolks of turkey eggs. A mud doll with hollow eye sockets. A heap of roses slightly more fragrant than rotten. A package wrapped in bloody newspaper that nobody would want to open.”
― Alice Munro, The Love of a Good Woman

“You would think that Rosemary would understand that. She should have understood what such a choice said - that Karin was not to be made happy, amends were not possible, forgiveness was out of the question. ”
― Alice Munro, The Love of a Good Woman

“He never wanted to be away from her. She had the spark of life. ”
― Alice Munro, Away from Her

“Because if she let go of her grief even for a minute it would only hit her harder when she bumped into it again. ”
― Alice Munro, Away from Her

“I would have a flick of fear, as in a dream when you find yourself in the wrong building or have forgotten the time for the exam and understand that this is only the tip of some shadowy cataclysm or lifelong mistake. ”
― Alice Munro, The Love of a Good Woman