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“In a sense, my dear Peter, I mourned you only seven hours, but I may be going to mourn you all my life besides.”
― Ursula Parrott, Ex-Wife

“If love and comfort are combined to mean a sort of ring of safety, then anything that endangers that safety, like a sister or brother or parents all dressed up to go out and leave us all alone, will clot our innocent, childish, valentine natures with murderous rages.”
― Eve Babitz, Black Swans: Stories

“I’d taken everyone I loved and killed them off in my heart, one by one. I’d long been tending their graves—secretly visiting and mourning during the day, going out and erecting a cross on starry nights, lying inside and awaiting my own death on starless nights.”
― Qiu Miaojin, Notes of a Crocodile

“In this way my love for him mirrored my mother's love for my father, which, despite their separation, had endured--call it habit, call it time, call it memory, the memory of love. It's not so easy, after wall, to cut that invisible thread.”
― Madelaine Lucas, Thirst for Salt