Susan

“Ending a novel is almost like putting a child to sleep—it can't be done abruptly.”
― Colm Tóibín

“Nothing on earth can make up for the loss of one who has loved you.”
― Selma Lagerlöf

“In secret we met
In silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.”
― George Gordon Byron

“In a way, looking back, it seemed a long, long time since she had been eighteen, but in another way her memories were so clear and vivid that it seemed like yesterday.”
― Helen Hooven Santmyer