Lori

“I had not realized how far gone she was and how much she dreaded the homecoming, the ghost. We don't know others. They are an enigma. We can't know them, especially those we are most intimate with, because habit blurs us and hope blinds us to the truth.”
― Edna O'Brien, The Little Red Chairs

“all the tall mad mountains of her mind”
― Anne Carson, Antigonick

“But at my back in a cold blast I hear / the rattle of bones, and chuckle spread from ear to ear.”
― Paul Kalanithi, When Breath Becomes Air

“My friends I tell you this, we are a jolly group but put us in uniform and all that change. In war I don’t know who my brother. In war I don’t know who my friend. War make everybody savage. Who can say what lies inside the heart of each one of us when everything is taken away.”
― Edna O'Brien, The Little Red Chairs