Julius Winsome Quotes

“November arrives in Northern Maine on a cold wind from Canada that knives unfiltered through the thinnest forest, drapes snow along the river banks and over the slope of hills. It's lonely up here, not just in fall and winter but all the time; the weather is gray and hard and the spaces are long and hard, and that north wind blows through every space unmercifully, rattling the syllables out of your sentences sometimes.”
― Gerard Donovan, Julius Winsome

“The shovel worked in and out of the light beams as the dirt hit him in the stomach, on his back, fell into his ears, his eyes, as I covered him along with the things that had made him: his walks, his rest, his eating when hungry, the stars he watched sometimes, the first day I brought him home, the first time he saw snow, and every second of his friendship, what he took with him into silence and stillness ...”
― Gerard Donovan, Julius Winsome

“people usually choose the place they get lost in”
― Gerard Donovan, Julius Winsome

“I waited for nothing. And nothing arrived. A deep ice stole its way into my heart. I felt it settle in and numb the valves and quiet the wind that blew inside my frame, heard it set upon my bones and breathe silence into the brittle spaces, everything that was broken. At that moment my heart knew the peace of cold. I gave up on my friend, and the night watch was done, for only his spirit would ever come to me again.”
― Gerard Donovan, Julius Winsome

“If love leaves an echo, I said, she is still with me.”
― Gerard Donovan, Julius Winsome

“some men must create pain in others to feel less of it themselves.”
― Gerard Donovan, Julius Winsome

“I saw battles in their eyes long forgotten by many,and never known to some, and observed some of them fall with him into that hole in the ground, I mean the part of them that remembered the fear and the rubble of distant towns, or the part that had hoped for better things afterwards. The soldier who fights always hopes that way,my grandfather said, but its those who dont fight who get to decide what things will come”
― Gerard Donovan, Julius Winsome

“The absence of someone comes like a new season, first only in pieces: you see the absence in them long before they leave.”
― Gerard Donovan, Julius Winsome

“I should have known that people can sometimes come close enough to discover that they are strangers.”
― Gerard Donovan, Julius Winsome

“The pink petals hung raw and shook with the cold and wind. How they hung on out of season, the struggle of it, the strength it took. Not long now, and they'd be brown stains on a stalk.”
― Gerard Donovan, Julius Winsome