Solace From Shadows Quotes

“Even as she began to slip into the gloaming of her life, the primal need to live…to survive...clawed at her soul.”
― R.W. Patterson, Solace From Shadows: Where Mortality and Eternity Collide

“Some of us think holding on makes us strong; But sometimes it is letting go.” Hermann Hesse, 1877-1962”
― R.W. Patterson, Solace From Shadows: Where Mortality and Eternity Collide

“No one openly talked about the accident, which had taken John, and their sons—Luke, Sam and Liam. However, it lingered on people’s tongues like a bad aftertaste. It stuck in the forefront of her friends’ brains like a migraine, and lurked in the shadows wherever she went. Hushed conversations abruptly ended when she approached, and she knew why. She rested her forehead against the steering wheel. The burden of living this lie was heavy. The energy required to maintain the daily facade was beyond exhausting. It had taken a toll. She was bone tired. Soul tired.”
― R.W. Patterson, Solace From Shadows: Where Mortality and Eternity Collide

“She sucked in a tremulous breath. The subsequent damage since the fatal wreck was cosmic. One celestial quake and the timeline belonging to her had imploded in the heavens like a dying star. It was like falling into oblivion, the tattered remains of her life drifting aimlessly—unanchored in a vacuum of what was and what little remained.”
― R.W. Patterson, Solace From Shadows: Where Mortality and Eternity Collide

“On days such as this, Death’s long shadow hung like a broken halo over everyone—a sign of things to come.”
― R.W. Patterson, Solace From Shadows: Where Mortality and Eternity Collide

“She hated the dark, dreading it from sunrise to sunset. She’d hated it as a child—it was when the monsters would come out—and all these years later she still hated the dark. Now, it was the gathering place for her ghosts. A stomping ground for languished memories and the innumerable what-ifs she wanted to avoid.”
― R.W. Patterson, Solace From Shadows: Where Mortality and Eternity Collide

“One celestial quake and the timeline belonging to her had imploded in the heavens like a dying star. It was like falling into oblivion, she thought wearily, the tattered remains of her life floated—unanchored in a vacuum of what was and what little remained.”
― R.W. Patterson, Solace From Shadows: Where Mortality and Eternity Collide