There was a roaring in my ears and I lost track of what they were saying. I believe it was the physical manifestation of unbearable grief.

How pointless life could be, what a foolish business of inventing things to love, just so you could dread losing them.

I lost a child," she said, meeting Lusa's eyes directly. "I thought I wouldn't live through it. But you do. You learn to love the place somebody leaves behind for you.

You can’t replace people you love with other people…But you can trust that you’re not going to run out of people to love.

Oh, it's a fine and useless enterprise, trying to fix destiny. That trail leads straight back to the time before we ever lived, and into that deep well it's easy to cast curses like stones on our ancestors. But that's nothing more than cursing ourselves and all that made us. Had I not married a preacher named Nathan Price, my particular children would never have seen the light of this world. I walked through the valley of my fate, is all, and learned to love what I could lose