“I'm thinking about your father. How that man loved to lie in the sun. Yet he burned a strip off his nose every time. How many summers did he have to learn this, and yet every year- off came another layer of skin. Do you think anyone ever learns anything in life?” LifeHumanity Book:The Snow Hare Source: The Snow Hare
“Suddenly she lurches up, staring ahead at the dark walls, her heart pounding in her chest. "What happens when this ends? What then?" He has her hand and he rubs his lips along the knuckles of her fingers. "We are grateful.” LoveLifeLossGrateful Book:The Snow Hare Source: The Snow Hare