“The story that had once singed and flared in her had long since receded, as her habit of silence turned, over the decades, into law. Did she mean to take it to the grave with her, then? Plainly, that was what she was going to do. She was going to take it to the grave. And it would end there. Dust.” LoveDeathSecretSilenceStorytellingStory Book:The Weight of Ink Source: The Weight of Ink
“Some candle inside him was dangerously close to guttering. A definition of loneliness surfaced in his mind: when you suddenly understand that the story of your life isn't what you thought it was.” LifeHomeSufferingLonelinessStoryPartner Book:The Weight of Ink Source: The Weight of Ink
