13 Quotes by Gina Frangello

If I believe that art can, in fact, save us, over and over again, then does it follow that I risk the audacity of believing that you might be the very one who needs my words to save your life?

We are all specks of dust against the specter of Time. Is ninety years so different from forty in the scheme of things? We are all the walking dead of history.

What does it mean to love by degree? What does this say, too, about my place in my own children's love chain? Is this the cycle of life, then? To be prepared to be thrown under the bus, if necessary, by those you value most in the world?

....I was a mother, whereas he would have been a father, and whether those two labels SHOULD mean the same thing - to the culture, to the parent in question, to the children themselves - in practice they usually do not.

There is only one way to tell the truth, but there are myriad ways to live a lie.

And yet. It is not easy, living in the shadow of someone's Tragic Illness, so that everything you do seems insubstantial by comparison. Other people in the world would have to agree that this is true.

Here in London, however, without the manacle of her tragedies, divorced even from her name, her identity feels so light it might simply float away.

What happens when self-erasure has been the norm for so long that the You cannot find its way back to I?

But our children are never ours. We belong to them, but they belong to themselves. They belong to people not yet born.