Alex

“Forgive me, forgive me, for continuing to live when you are gone.”
― Rachel Joyce, Maureen

“She couldn't find it. That fleeting moment of goodness. People imagined they might reach each other, but it wasn't true. No one understood another's grief or another's joy. People were not see-through at all.”
― Rachel Joyce, Maureen

“It struck Maureen that a person could be trapped in a version of themselves that was from another time, and completely miss the happiness that was staring them in the face.”
― Rachel Joyce, Maureen

“The truth was, she could go where she liked, but she would never get away from herself.”
― Rachel Joyce, Maureen