Anna

“You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason.”
― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

“But all of this would come later and take time, and perhaps it would take me longer than it would take other people but there were some who never left home, who never went anywhere at all.”
― Mary Miller, Always Happy Hour: Stories

“I can accept that all I’ve ever wanted is not very special—all I’ve ever wanted, like most people, is proof of love.”
― Chloe Caldwell, Legs Get Led Astray