Becca

“But she never did let reality get in the way of resentment.”
― Katherine Center, The Lost Husband

“I don't easily give up these moments of grace and joy. At fifty-one, I've experienced enough to know that when tragedy strikes, these moments evaporate with breathtaking speed in the bitter cold of loss, and I'm left grasping for them, my wounded spirit parched.”
― Sophfronia Scott, On Being 40

“How long will molecular traces of the Wilfs remain inside 18 Division Street?”
― Dani Shapiro, Signal Fires

“Thirty-six is an age one looks back on as young. But at the time, living in thirty-six-year-old skin, it doesn't feel young. Women start believing themselves old so soon, don't they? Agatha didn't realize it was her youth that allowed her to sit for hours in that comfortless rock of a chair, staring at her pages without need of spectacles, nary a twinge from the small of her back. One day far into the future she would look back on this time in her life and understand she had not been old, or even middle-aged, but young, with the bulk of her life ahead of her, not to mention the best of it.”
― Nina de Gramont, The Christie Affair