Amanda Collentro

“You will find, Emilia, life is not always a circle. More often, it’s a tangled knot of detours and dead ends, false starts and broken hearts. An exasperating, dizzying maze, impossible to navigate and useless to map.” She squeezes my hand. “But not a single corner nor curve should ever, ever be missed.”
― Lori Nelson Spielman, The Star-Crossed Sisters of Tuscany

“Love, in any of its forms, takes the world from a bleak pencil sketch to a magnificent oil painting.”
― Lori Nelson Spielman, The Star-Crossed Sisters of Tuscany

“I tear the edge from the crust and nod toward the church’s tower. “Check out that old clock,” I say. “Don’t set your watch to it,” Poppy says, dabbing her lips with her napkin. She turns to Lucy. “Like many things in life, it’s attractive and flashy, but notoriously unreliable.”
― Lori Nelson Spielman, The Star-Crossed Sisters of Tuscany

“Each time you love—be it a man or a child, a cat or a horse—you add color to this world. When you fail to love, you erase color.” She smiles. “Love, in any of its forms, is what takes this journey from a bleak black-and-white pencil sketch to a magnificent oil painting.”
She touches my cheek. “It’s the sweet fruit that paints the field and wakes our senses. I’m not saying you must be on a constant quest for it, but please, if love comes to you, if you find it within your grasp, promise me you’ll pluck it from the vine and give it a good looking-over, won’t you?”
― Lori Nelson Spielman, The Star-Crossed Sisters of Tuscany