Steph Anie

“Ah! qu'avec peu d'effet on entend la raison,
Quand le cœur est atteint d'un si charmant poison!
Et lorsque le malade aime sa maladie,
Qu'il a peine à souffrir que l'on y remédie!”
― Corneille Pierre, Le Cid

“Every widow wakes one morning, perhaps after years of pure and unwavering grieving, to realize she slept a good night's sleep, and will be able to eat breakfast, and doesn't hear her husband's ghost all the time, but only some of the time. Her grief is replaced with a useful sadness. Every parent who loses a child finds a way to laugh again. The timbre begins to fade. The edge dulls. The hurt lessens. Every love is carved from loss. Mine was. Yours is. Your great-great-great-grandchildren's will be. But we learn to live in that love.”
― Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated

“Within a year Ivan Dmitritch was completely forgotten in the town, and his books, heaped up by his landlady in a sledge in the shed, were pulled to pieces by boys.”
― Anton Chekhov

“Man makes plans . . . and God laughs.”
― Michael Chabon