“Try as I might, I have no memory of what we did the rest of the day, or even of saying goodbye, because it's blended in with all my other visits and all the other goodbyes. Sometimes I try to trick myself into remembering, to observe the day casually from the side, trying to get it to roll itself around and reveal to me what we did or said when the visit came to an end. But I can't.” SadDescription Book:The One Hundred Years of Lenni and Margot Source: The One Hundred Years of Lenni and Margot
“She squinted her eyes, as if somewhere between her open and closed eyelids lived the images from so many years ago, as though she'd be able to see herself, if only she could get the gaps between her lashes just right.” BeautifulDescription Book:The One Hundred Years of Lenni and Margot Source: The One Hundred Years of Lenni and Margot