The Last Letter of Rachel Ellsworth Quotes

“The idyll of family, tradition, stability had proved to be an illusion. Family wasn’t a bloodline. It was a unit, built piece by piece.”
― Barbara O'Neal, The Last Letter of Rachel Ellsworth

“But you don’t go back to being the person you were before. You become somebody new.”
― Barbara O'Neal, The Last Letter of Rachel Ellsworth

“unlike her to be so nervous. “Let’s go in.” Henry and Veronica led the way. Mariah hung back”
― Barbara O'Neal, The Last Letter of Rachel Ellsworth

“You know”
― Barbara O'Neal, The Last Letter of Rachel Ellsworth

“She turned off the light and closed the door, thinking of her own mother, lying in her hospital bed at the end, all skin and bones and no hair, her bright blue eyes the only light left in her. A forgotten reservoir of grief welled in her”
― Barbara O'Neal, The Last Letter of Rachel Ellsworth

“Traveling—it gives you home in thousand strange places, then leaves you a stranger in your own land. —Ibn Batuta”
― Barbara O'Neal, The Last Letter of Rachel Ellsworth

“India The land of dreams and romance, of fabulous wealth and fabulous poverty, of splendour and rags, of palaces and hovels, of famine and pestilence, of genie and giants and Aladdin lamps, of tigers and elephants, the cobra and the jungle, the country of a hundred nations and a hundred tongues, of a thousand religions and two million gods, the cradle of the human race, the birthplace of human speech, mother of history, grandmother of legend, great-grandmother of traditions. —Mark Twain”
― Barbara O'Neal, The Last Letter of Rachel Ellsworth

“What if every temple and church and mosque did that?”
― Barbara O'Neal, The Last Letter of Rachel Ellsworth

“Every Sikh temple in the world does this. Everyone takes a turn at service, and they feed whoever shows up.”
― Barbara O'Neal, The Last Letter of Rachel Ellsworth

“Under control. She wanted everything to be in her control, and maybe it just wasn’t. The thought brought release, a sense of . . . possibility. If everything was not in her control, maybe she could spend more time enjoying whatever was right in front of her.”
― Barbara O'Neal, The Last Letter of Rachel Ellsworth