“Something is never taken away from you without being replaced with something greater. You may have to wait for it however. It’s a test of faith.”

“She refused to know love again. The thought of another heartbreak was far too much for her to bear.”

“Like Cupid,your promiseswere just misses.”

“Sometimes we become strangers with those who knew our soul, we’re forced to reinvent ourselves and create a whole new world.”

“Maybe Laney’s right. Maybe June did love me. But I’m far less certain that she knew I loved her. Did she realise how much I needed her around? It’s not like I ever told her. I was too wrapped up in my own world to notice what was going on in hers. Even if she did know, it wasn’t enough to count. It wasn’t enough to make her stay. So really, what did it matter, in the end?The bottom line is, it’s my fault. I didn’t love her enough. I didn’t do enough. I wasn’t enough. There’s no excuse. There is nothing that will ever make that okay.”

“It feels weird, being out in the real world again. Around people just living their lives like normal. Their presence is oppressive. The very fact that the world is going on as usual, like nothing ever happened, makes me want to scream. I know it’s irrational to expect everything to grind to a halt because of June, but still. A wave of anxiety builds in my chest, my head pounding so loud it drowns out the noise of people talking and tapping away on their laptops.”

“Not every loss was confirmed by an officer at the door. Nor a telegram with the power to sink a fleet. Loss, often the worst kind, also arrived through the deafening quiet of an absence.”

“A funeral is no place for secrets.”

“…the only thing really worth doing in this life is giving love to everyone around you.”

“You don’t even have a cross,” he said. His beloved was silent. “You don’t even have any candles, no face of Christ, no tears. What can I say?”Then she began to murmur and he was astonished.”I’m sorry. I will believe in the eternity of souls, I am bereaved. I will see those places where death talks solemnly to the years, where the breakers roll over their sins and their regrets, where the valley of Heaven lies before the crag of immortality, and I will believe my mother has gained peace. I have lost her. Has anyone felt such terrible grief, known that for all earthly time the eyes shall never see, the heart never beat except with her shadow? What an unhappy loss, the candles are gutted, and the face wanes for this immortality. I have lost my mother.”This was her only glimpse of Heaven, and she wept so much that he was afraid. Finally she held his hand. The two brothers fired the cannon at the burial.”

“Our CrossOur little circle hides in the mind,It’s difficult to miss but hard to find,It goes unspoken but yet it speaks,From backward years to forward weeks,We can’t forget but why even try,Two of a kind doesn’t know goodbye,It’s a silent question that God won’t share,A breeze we feel but seems unfair,Distant, rare but only madness can see,It’s something deeper than any infinity,Because we walk this parallel path up and down,There is no circle to hold us circus clowns,So let’s give it a symbol and label it a loss,We will remember it always as we carry our cross.”