Millicent Brabble

“Gay!' he chirped. 'Gay!' It was the way he said his own name.”
― Lois Lowry, The Giver

“November is usually such a disagreeable month...as if the year had suddenly found out that she was growing old and could do nothing but weep and fret over it. This year is growing old gracefully...just like a stately old lady who knows she can be charming even with gray hair and wrinkles. We've had lovely days and delicious twilights.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea

“Vive de tal forma que al mirar hacia atrás no lamentes haber desperdiciado la existencia.
Vive de tal forma que no lamentes las cosas que has hecho ni desees haber actuado de otra manera.
Vive con sinceridad y plenamente.
Vive.”
― Elisabeth Kübler-Ross, The Wheel of Life: A Memoir of Living and Dying

“She could not remember ever being truly happy in her adult life; her years with her mother had been built up devotedly around small guilts and small reproaches, constant weariness, and unending despair. Without ever wanting to become reserved and shy, she had spent so long alone, with no one to love, that it was difficult for her to talk, even casually, to another person without self-consciousness and an awkward inability to find words.”
― Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House