Michael

“Abandoned by a God in whom many of us believed, we lay prostrate and dazed in our demi-tomb. From time to time, one of us would look over the parapet to stare across the dusty plain into the east, from which death might bear down on us at any moment. We felt like lost souls, who had forgotten that men are made for something else, that time exists, and hope, and sentiments other than anguish; that friendship can be more than ephemeral, that love can sometimes occur, that the earth can be productive, and used for something other than burying the dead.”
― Guy Sajer, The Forgotten Soldier

“death has a way of re-ranking your priorities and clearing your mind of debris. Maybe that is part of its purpose. On the other hand, maybe death is just death.”
― Marie Bostwick, The Second Sister

“I was once thrown out of a mental hospital for depressing the other patients.”
― Oscar Levant

“It's more like she left some of herself behind in the walls and the floors and the books, like there's something she wants to tell me.”
― Marie Bostwick, The Second Sister