Roch

“There's so much to be grateful for, words are poor things.”
― Marilynne Robinson, Home

“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

“When I was younger, I loved graveyards. They weren't spooky so much as mysterious. Each tombstone another story to uncover. Another life to learn about.

Now that I'm older - I won't say how old - I hate graveyards. The only life - or rather death - I see in the tombstones is my own.”
― Pseudonymous Bosch, If You're Reading This, It's Too Late

“Very little in this world makes sense.”
― Pseudonymous Bosch, If You're Reading This, It's Too Late