“When someone you love dies, and you're not expecting it, you don't lose her all at once; you lose her in pieces over a long time—the way the mail stops coming, and her scent fades from the pillows and even from the clothes in her closet and drawers. Gradually, you accumulate the parts of her that are gone. Just when the day comes—when there's a particular missing part that overwhelms you with the feeling that she's gone, forever—there comes another day, and another specifically missing part.”
― A Prayer for Owen Meany
― A Prayer for Owen Meany
“Christmas, children, is not a date. It is a state of mind. ”
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“I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!”
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Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!”
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“so my grandmother was not without humanity. and if she wore cocktail dresses when she labored in the garden, they were cocktail dresses she no longer intended to wear to cocktail parties. even in her rose garden she did not want to appear underdressed. if the dresses got too dirty from gardening, she threw them out. when my mother suggested to her that she might have them cleaned, my grandmother said, "what? and have those people at the cleaners what i was doing in a dress to make it that dirty?"
from my grandmother i learned that logic is relative.”
― A Prayer for Owen Meany
from my grandmother i learned that logic is relative.”
― A Prayer for Owen Meany
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