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“The discrepancy between what he knew and what other people believed frightened him.”
Rachel Joyce, The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry and The Love Song of Miss Queenie Hennessy
“We take it for granted that the mind is robust and in one piece, but the imagination can take us to all sorts of places. You have to take care.” I”
Rachel Joyce, The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry and The Love Song of Miss Queenie Hennessy
“Branches of spiraea bowed under sleeves of blossom, and delphinium shoots nudged the soil. With the”
Rachel Joyce, The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry and The Love Song of Miss Queenie Hennessy
“There would be Napier, and Joan, and Harold’s father with those aunts; but there would be no more fighting them, and no more anguish for the past. They were part of the air he walked through, just as all the travelers he had met were part of it. He saw that people would make the decisions they wished to make, and some of them would hurt both themselves and those who loved them, and some would pass unnoticed, while others would bring joy.”
Rachel Joyce, The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry and The Love Song of Miss Queenie Hennessy
“would be no more fighting them, and no more anguish for the past. They were part of the air he walked through, just as all the travelers he had met were part of it. He saw that people would make the decisions they wished to make, and some of them would hurt both themselves and those who loved them, and some would pass unnoticed, while others would bring joy. He did not know what would follow from Berwick-upon-Tweed,”
Rachel Joyce, The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry and The Love Song of Miss Queenie Hennessy