Beth Foote

“Love, marriage, divorce, infidelity... life was the same here as anywhere else, wasn't? She realized now wrong she'd been; the pali wasn't a headstone and Kalaupapa wasn't a grave. It was a community like any other, bound by ties deeper than most, and people here went to their deaths as people did anywhere: with great reluctance, dragging the messy jumble of their lives behind them.”
― Alan Brennert, Moloka'i

“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
― Ernest Hemingway

“Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?”
― Mary Oliver

“...she bid me to look out on the lawn at the leper girls who were running on lame feet, playing croquet with crippled hands.

"There is beauty," she said, "in the least beautiful of things.”
― Alan Brennert, Moloka'i