Quotes from Kathleen Cambor

At the start of it he'd felt only a sudden overpowering wish to make her happy. To see her smile again.

All else seemed sterile compared to what she witnessed in the woods.

I would have preferred raised stones as markers," she said simply, and he understood that she was confiding a deeply private thing to him. "I imagined something upright, tall, with chiseled angels rising from it. I wanted a curved elaborate script to spell their names, a poem or a prayer carved into marble. I wanted a building built. A mausoleum.: She sighed. "I wanted something as magnificent as grief.