Marble

“He felt as if he had shed something, some weight he had not known he carried. [ . . . ] A knot of tangles in his heart was unsnarling, and things were much simpler than before.”
― Alice Winn, In Memoriam

“I'd plotted, as a child, to give my life to the Lord. In college, I'd lost this faith. Isolated, grief-wild, I'd picked through the ruins He'd left behind. If I could still love this orphan world, deprived of His salvific light, which parts of it might even I, broken as I came, find worth prizing?”
― R. O. Kwon

“Ellwood knew there was a quotation for this particular, painful speechlessness, but it did not come to him. All his words were gone. There was something surging gloriously in his chest, and he had no way to express it.”
― Alice Winn, In Memoriam

“It is easier, I think, to consider the fact of us in its many disparate pieces, as opposed to one vast and intractable thing. Easier, I think, to claw through the scatter of us in the hopes of retrieving something, of pulling some singular thing from the debris and holding it up to the light.”
― Julia Armfield, Our Wives Under the Sea