Tamara

“And so he left things as they were. Without realizing it, he was beginning to defer his problems in the hope that death would resolve them,”
― Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

“I love him. He's my life. I've been waiting for him, my whole life, and now, he's here." I don't know how to explain. "With Henry, I can see everything laid out, like a map, past and future, everything at once, like an angel..." I shake my head. I can't put it into words. "I can reach into him and touch time...he loves me. We're married because...we're part of each other..." I falter. "It's happened already. All at once.”
― Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife

“Different people remember things differently and you’ll not get any two people to remember anything the same, whether they were there or not. You stand two of you lot next to each other, and you could be continents away for all it means anything.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane

“His simple, unbeautiful words were the clearest expression of what all prisoners, and everyone else who lives long enough, know well—that suffering, of every kind, is always a matter of what we’ve lost. When we’re young, we think that suffering is something that’s done to us. When we get older—when the steel door slams shut, in one way or another—we know that real suffering is measured by what’s taken away from us.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram