21 Quotes by Carol Cassella

I didn’t grow up with him, Marie. He didn’t raise me. It’s easy for me to like him.

There is no impending moment, no past moment, only this one, and without past there is no sorrow, and without furture there can be no loss.

Tears of grief are unique. They contain chemicals that aren’t found in the more mundane droplets of moisture that bathe the eyes, as if our tears wash us free of some noxious cause of sorrow. And tonight, after crying until I am empty, I have a rare glimpse of my own interior landscape – wounds piled like tiny skeletons into the reef of conscious adult life. I am aground amid my conquered traumas, stranded as a consequence of my achievements.