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Love deep as the sea as a rose must wither, As the rose-red seaweed that mocks the rose.Shall the dead take thought for the dead to love them? What love was ever as deep as a grave?They are loveless now … Continue reading Excerpt from The Sea Gate by Jane Johnson
An absolute mastery of few words that can haunt a reader! The air just after it’s rained. The first and last squares of a bar of chocolate, which always taste the best. The aroma of freesias. David Bowie’s Low album. … Continue reading Excerpts from Dear Child by Romy Hausmann
Happy New Year dearies🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 “And now, dear reader, the story is over. It is time for you to cross the bridge once more and return to the world you came from. This river, which is and is not the Thames, … Continue reading Quote from Once Upon A River
“An error does not become truth by reason of multiplied propagation, nor does truth become error because nobody sees it. Truth stands, even if there be no public support. It is self sustained.” – Mahatma Gandhi “When I despair, I … Continue reading Truth
“I see the juxtaposition, suddenly, of sons and daughters. Sons see the best parts of you, but daughters really see you. They see your flaws and your weaknesses. They see everything they don’t want to be. They see you for exactly who you are . . . and they hate you for it. “ “Who are we after we’re gone? I wonder. It’s a good question to ponder. Most people can’t come up with an answer right away. They frown, consider it for a minute. Maybe even sleep on it. Then the answers start to come. We’re our children, of … Continue reading Highlights from The Mother-in-Law by Sally Hepworth
– GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL Continue reading Confluence
PATIENCE IS WORTH MORE THAN VALOR; BETTER A DISCIPLINED HEART THAN A STORMED CITY. Continue reading Echoes from the Dead (The Öland Quartet #1) by Johan Theorin
” I made my decision, but it’s a constant battle inside just to accept it. My mind is shouting at my heart to let go. But how can I if I don’t really want to? Am I holding on without accepting that I am? If so, I’m prolonging my own suffering against my conscious will and better judgement. Yet what can I do about it? Why does the mind set up against its own self? How do we lack the control? Am I not after all the operator of this mind as I am the body? Am I just the … Continue reading Halton Cray (Shadows of the World #1) by N.B. Roberts
What certainty does this life have? It’s merely an insignificant toy having two eyes—one brimming with happiness and the other filled with tears! “If thousands of tears could make a pathway to heaven, then I’d shed trillions to build a stairway, and if memories were a lane, I’d walk all the way just to bring you back…” – Anonymous “Whenever the gift of happiness is bestowed upon you, embrace it and savor it till it lasts, because long and unforeseeable is this life, and fragile is the thread of hope you must cling on to.” Continue reading Snippets from The Fragile Thread Of Hope
By Diane Setterfield It was solstice night, the longest night of the years. For weeks the days have been shrinking, first gradually, then precipitously, so that it was now dark by mid-afternoon. As is well known, when the moon hours lengthen, human beings come adrift of their mechanical clocks. They nod at noon, dream in waking hours, open their eye wide to the pitch-black night. It is a time of magic. And as the borders between night and day stretch to their thinnest, so too do the borders between worlds. Dreams and stories merge with lived experience, the dead and … Continue reading An excerpt from Once Upon A River
