Sara Strack

“I believed in Oxford, and cobblestoned squares, and old bricks thick with ivy, a nd rainy days curled up reading books. I believed in my mother's strong coffee and in the lonely, aching scent of early dawn before anyone else in my boardinghouse was awake. I believed in my favorite men's cardigan and the way the wind felt on the back of my neck. I believed in life as it lay before me, spinning out slowly, day after day of warm springs and thunderstorms and laughter. These were the things I believed in.”
― Simone St. James, An Inquiry into Love and Death

“I'm sure it was a good house in its time as well, but sometimes what is left behind when something has been lost is even better than the thing that came before.”
― Susanna Kearsley, A Desperate Fortune

“If snow melts down to water, does it still remember being snow?”
― Jennifer McMahon, The Winter People

“Chernobyl haunts us with the reminder that all of man’s ambitions are ephemeral. Our grandest designs and sturdiest monuments,”
― Josh Gates, Destination Truth: Memoirs of a Monster Hunter