Tuck

“There's things happen in your life what go clean out your head. They don't mean nothing, see. Most of your life's like that. And there's some things you remember cos they was good and they make you smile even though you know nothing's ever comin back, no matter how hard you wish it. And there's people. Good people. People you won't never see again. People what you loved so much it tears you apart just thinkin of em. It tears you apart cos you know you won't never see that look in their eyes or feel their hand on your shoulder or what it was like just bein with em. It's all gone, see. And there ain't no way now you can tell em how much you loved em. Not fuckin ever.”
― Ian Ayris, Abide with Me

“I cadged a complimentary green matchbook with a gold bird icon from the Bell canning jar. Later we'd use the matches to light our spliffs. My fingertips tapped the stem to the gizmo that dinged a bell. Nobody came out. Wrong signal, so I did two bell rings. No response prompted me to tap out a series of bell rings.”
― Ed Lynskey, Lake Charles

“She was awake, alive, full of ideas like branches in a greenhouse, growing thick and rife against the glass.”
― Carolina De Robertis, The Invisible Mountain

“The only balm to sorrow is memory; the only salve for the pain of losing someone to death is acknowledging the life that existed before.”
― Nina Sankovitch, Tolstoy and the Purple Chair: My Year of Magical Reading