Glenna

“In November, at winter's gate, the stars are brittle. The sun is a sometime friend. And the world has tucked her children in, with a kiss on their heads, till spring.”
― Cynthia Rylant, In November.

“Stay gold, Ponyboy. Stay gold . . .” The pillow seemed to sink a little, and Johnny died.”
― S.E. Hinton, The Outsiders

“It's hard work being a person, you have to do it every single day.”
― Carol Shields, The Republic of Love