Megan Kivela

“Do you know," she said slowly, "that the stars that we see the clearest are already dead?"
"Well, that's depressing." I took my hand from hers.
"No," she said gently, linking her arm through mine, "it's not depressing, it's beautiful. They've been gone for who knows how long, but we can still see them. They live on."
They live on.”
― Marianne Cronin, The One Hundred Years of Lenni and Margot

“We can’t know why we are dying in the same way we can’t know why we are living. Living and dying are both complete mysteries, and toy can’t know either until you have done both.”
“That’s poetic. And ironic.”
― Marianne Cronin, The One Hundred Years of Lenni and Margot

“The answer I have, the only one I have,” he said, “is that you are dying because you are dying. Not because of God’s deciding to punish you and not because He is neglecting you, but simply because you are. It is a part of your story as much as you are.”
― Marianne Cronin, The One Hundred Years of Lenni and Margot

“We have practiced for death every night. Lying down in the dark and slipping into that place of nothingness between rest and dreams where we have no consciousness, no self, and anything could befall our vulnerable bodies. We have died each night. Or at least, we have laid down to die, and let go of everything in this world, hoping for dreams and morning.”
― Marianne Cronin, The One Hundred Years of Lenni and Margot