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Upon reflection, it strikes me as somewhat macabre that the joining of my life with your father’s began with flowers. It ended with flowers, as well.
“I’ve always thought the best way to get the measure of a man is to observe how he treats his animals.”
“I would not have the world be cruel to you,” she emphasized. “I would not have Vincent Astor be cruel to you. But if—when—those things happen, I would not have you be cruel in return. Kinder hearts are stronger, I think.”
Madeleine crossed to him, sank to his feet as she’d used to do as a little girl, relying upon his strength and kindness and strong arms. She rested her cheek against his knee.
Back then, the ocean was a friend. Back then, being out at sea felt like freedom.
In the end, we humans are creatures of marl and earth. We must return to our own soil.
Whoever wants to know how it’s all going to end before it actually does? Only poets and madmen, I would think.
The cooling room, center of the complex, was something to behold. Long and exotic, it had a deeply recessed, blood-red ceiling supported by intricately engraved wooden pillars. Glassy green-and-blue tiled mosaics alternated with fretted wooden screens affixed along the walls. Bronze lanterns glowed from above; metal domes that looked like halved, gilded onions topped the doorways. The chaise lounges were teak and gilt, covered in cream and red pillows and cushions.
The scene descriptions were top tier!!!!
Of all of Titanic’s miraculous innovations, it seemed somehow ominous that the very last defense offered to save their lives was something as simple as tree bark.
There are three of us in our family, and at this moment, you comprise the most valuable two of our three. The finest honor I’ve been given in this world—that I will ever be given—is the task of safeguarding you and our child. Take the boat.” He touched her cheek. “You’re a mermaid, remember? The sea is your element.
He had freed all the dogs from the kennels.
Such crystalline perspective, and gained at such a price. It is Survival’s gift to me, I must assume. It is the gift I will cling to, holding my breath to keep it safe and alive inside me. Only exhaling at the very, very end, when I know I’ll see him smiling at me once more.
