15 Quotes by Stephen P. Kiernan

It turns out the greatest kinds of strength are hidden, and move slowly, and cannot be stopped by anything until they have changed the world.

Some deeds are like tattoos, and the ink of regret is permanent.

A tale in which one is mortified does not bear repeating.

No deception lasts forever. Truth rises like good bread dough.

And what is life but a little row in a small boat, every moment leaving what we know, every stroke unable to see where we are headed?

If you want to know your worth in this world, make a list of the people who will starve when you die. Who.

Fear, they learned, did not live in the heart or mind. It inhabited the stomach like a bad oyster. There was nothing to do but endure it.

There is no way to bring back what has been lost, but maybe telling a tale of beauty is a form of mourning.

When Emma was fifteen Uncle Ezra had taught her reduction, boiling a full pot of beef or chicken stock down to a quarter cup of spectacular concentrated flavor. Now she understood that there was another kind of reduction, and she had allowed it to happen to her: living made small, a way of life diminished and humiliated.