Friday1221

“Don't yield to her," I whisper. "Don't even yield to the memory of her."
He draws back a little, just enough so I can meet his eyes.
"Don't yield to me either," I say, and have to swallow past the sudden emotion in my throat. "Yield to yourself. Yield to forgiveness. Yield to happiness. Yield to this moment. It's not hers. It's yours. It's mine. It's ours.”
― Brigid Kemmerer, A Vow So Bold and Deadly

“The things I want to remember I can't, and the things I try so hard to forget just keep coming.”
― Paula Hawkins, Into the Water

“It [is] possible to be strong and yielding at the same time.”
― Brigid Kemmerer, A Curse So Dark and Lonely

“She had never realized before her life was torn apart how awkward grief was, how inconvenient for everyone with whom the mourner came into contact. At first it was acknowledged and respected and deferred to. But after a while it got in the way—of conversation, of laughter, of normal life.”
― Paula Hawkins, Into the Water