Across the Winding River Quotes

“He had the gift of magnifying joy and minimizing grief in a simple hug.”
― Aimie K. Runyan, Across the Winding River

“But that was the music of regret, was it not? The woodwinds played a melody of coulds. The strings played the plaintive song of woulds. The brass, a hollow symphony of shoulds.”
― Aimie K. Runyan, Across the Winding River

“I didn’t think less of the men who couldn’t bear their wounds quietly; they were tossed into a war of other men’s making. But the men who suffered in silence were those who had formed a close companionship with pain.”
― Aimie K. Runyan, Across the Winding River