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"Okay, I have to ask, what are those?" It was the fourth time Id passed a book floating open in midair all by itself next to the shelves, a page periodically
turning.
"Those are the ghosts," the Librarian said

"People who die with too many books on their To Be Read stack sometimes end up here. The ones who don't feel they can pass over until they catch up on their reading.

I feel like my life is full of shadows at the moment."
"You know what they say," Albert clasped Fred's hand. "You can't have shadows without light."

It was happening so often that Hannah couldn't remember her mum's eyes without those big bags under them.
Why did they call them bags? Did they carry the tiredness?
They weren't doing a great job.

"People always say that the magnificent love you see in movies doesn't exist," she whispered. "It actually does."

Would it be worse to have never had a child or to be estranged from one!
The pain of mourning something you'd never truly had was all too familiar to him. Surely it must hurt even more to be rejected by someone you'd once known, once held.

"How did you keep the love alive for all that time?"
"Well, I guess you can't always rely on feeling in love. That comes and goes. It's a decision, too, you know. You have to look after it. The more you can make the other person feel loved, fill their tank as it were, the more they have in their reserve to make you feel loved. It's a cycle.

dementia, the very cruelest of diseases that stole the mind and soul without mercifully taking the body as well.