Quotes from Bret Anthony Johnston

The past was a bridge that looked solid and sturdy, but once you were on it, you saw that it extended only far enough to strand you, to suspend you between loss and longing with nowhere to go at all.

The strange and scattered pieces of ourselves we leave behind,

Really, once the worst happens, it's always happening. It's never not happening.

Oh, the mystery of what your children know, the scope and terrifying beauty of their perception.

He steeled himself against whatever she'd come to say or ask or accuse, but also against the unhelpful and complicated tenderness he felt toward her. He should have called her. He should have thanked her for every kindness she'd shown him. He was about to apologize - for anything, for everything - when she gave him a little smirk, a private and sleepy-eyed expression he recalled with wonder and regret. Then she turned to shut the door, to lock it behind her. "Stranger," she said again. "Howdy.

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