Sid Codling

“The early women rise before I do. Their lamps splinter the gloom of the kitchens. They chatter in whispers as they brew tea for the cooks. Windows are open to counter the heat of the ovens. Outside, the sky is as black as my soul.”
― K. Ritz, Sheever's Journal, Diary of a Poison Master

“The beautiful stranger cuddled Cindy, and she rocked the chair slightly as she spoke softly to her. “Suicide is a problem, not a solution. Humans you love would be hurt deeply if you left them. Becky Johnson and her parents would be crushed. Your grandparents in Florida never”
― Shafter Bailey, Cindy Divine: The Little Girl Who Frightened Kings

“If only I could be here alone, without Judith or anyone, she thought with longing. Someday I am going to come back to this place, when there is time just to stand still and look at it. How often she would come back she had no way of foreseeing, nor could she know that never, in the months to come, would the Meadows break the promise they held for her at this moment, a promise of peace and quietness and of comfort for a troubled heart.”
― Elizabeth George Speare, The Witch of Blackbird Pond

“Viața însăși îndreaptă spre om o față goală, nepăsătoare, descurajantă, pe care nu se citește nimic, ca și pe pânza asta goală. Dar omul nu se sperie de acest gol, pășește plin de încredere și de curaj, se zbate, clădește, creează, și până la urmă, pânza nu va mai rămâne goală, ci se acoperă cu formele bogate ale vieții.”
― Irving Stone, The Agony and the Ecstasy