7 Quotes by Susan Örnbratt

sometimes stories and books are all that we need to take us away

...the longer she had lived away, the more she realized that nowhere became home… though everywhere had.

It was enough to remember the honeyed feeling of summer.

No old lady would be that conniving if she didn't have a little spunk left in her.

She missed most of all the feeling of having a mother.

I remind myself that too much self-reflection can make even a toadstool fall into a deep slumber.

No old lady would be that conniving if she didn’t have a little spunk left in her.