“The car rolled on, drawing steadily away from a city where the last source of warmth had gone out, heading toward a strangeness he had never found in books, nor glimpsed in dreams. And the city receded behind them, vanishing as memory does in the instant of fracture.” LossDarknessDreamsSolitudeDistanceMemoryNostalgiaDeparture Book:Symphony of Solitude: A Novel about Mr. Ford Source: Symphony of Solitude: A Novel about Mr. Ford
“Ford, do you know why the stars never lose their way in the sky?” He looked at her, bewildered. She answered softly: “Because they always know where they belong. Even when they seem lost, something within guides them home. And you too — even if one day you feel adrift — you will find your way.” LoveLightStarsDarknessSolitudeMemory Book:Symphony of Solitude: A Novel about Mr. Ford Source: Symphony of Solitude: A Novel about Mr. Ford
“The tragedy was not in death, but in the silence that followed — in the void that cannot be filled, in the shadow that lingers even after the light is gone.” LossGriefHealingSilenceDarknessEmotionalSolitudeMemoryExistentialShadows Book:Symphony of Solitude: A Novel about Mr. Ford Source: Symphony of Solitude: A Novel about Mr. Ford