All That We Have Lost Quotes

“Sometimes, the art of winning is not one big demonstrative action, but many small actions, continuous actions - on their own they seem insignificant, but together they amount to something meaningful”
― Suzanne Fortin, All That We Have Lost

“I studied the man in front of me. It was hard to see beyond the uniform and not see the German soldier, part of the occupying force, but if I looked closer there was a man, a person, someone with compassion and empathy standing there”
― Suzanne Fortin, All That We Have Lost

“It somehow made her feel closer to him and she relished that connection but, of course, it also hurt like hell. And that was the thing about losing someone, the pain and grief suffocated the love and memories”
― Suzanne Fortin, All That We Have Lost

“Grieving just didn't stop and come to an end. It was always there, just not so raw, not so painful and not so dominant”
― Suzanne Fortin, All That We Have Lost

“She'd been big on scrapbooking in her before life, never in life after James though. No one needed to record the utter grief and heartbreak so they could look back at it in years to come, just to relive those days when life couldn't possibly be any darker and the future looked an impossible fantasy”
― Suzanne Fortin, All That We Have Lost

“Imogen gazed without focus into the depths of her locker. So, now she knew why there was a saying about eavesdroppers never hearing any good of themselves. She had no idea the other women in the office felt that way about her”
― Suzanne Fortin, All That We Have Lost

“Papa always told us that to be brave doesn't mean you have no fear, it just means you can move forwards in spite of that fear. I never truly understood what he meant when I was younger. It wasn't the sort of fear of being told off for arguing with my younger brother, Pierre, or for being late getting up, or for daydreaming of playing my flute in an orchestra when I should be concentrating on my schoolwork. No, that's not the sort of fear Papa meant. He was talking about the fear that makes the heart race, that quickens the pulse, makes sweat gather in the armpits and the hairs prickle on the back of the neck. The fear that bunches up the stomach, tightens itself, so there is a constant feeling of sickness, almost a pain”
― Suzanne Fortin, All That We Have Lost