26 Quotes by Sonali Deraniyagala

My boys. I don't have them to hold. What do I do with my arms?

I must stop remembering... The more I remember, the greater my agony. These thoughts stuttered in my mind...I must be more watchful, I told myself. I must shut them out. I couldn't always keep this up.

Their promise, my children's possibilities, still linger in our home.

I will kill myself soon. But until then, how do I tame my pain?

I would plead into the darkness, where are they, bring them back

Seven years on, and their absence has expanded. Just as our life would have in this time, it has swelled.

How hideous, that there should be a pecking order in my grief.

I was held for a few moments in the coherence and safety of the life we had, when so much seemed predictable.