I think about my mother singing after lunch on a Summer afte... - Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
"I think about my mother singing after lunch on a Summer afternoon, twirling in blue dress across the floor of her dressing room"
"I think about my mother singing after lunch on a Summer afternoon, twirling in blue dress across the floor of her dressing room"
"I go to sleep alone, and wake up alone. I take walks. I work until I'm tired. I watch the wind play with the trash that's been under the snow all winter. Everything seems simple until you think about it. Why is love intensified by abscence?"
"Why is love intensified by absence?"
"It’s dark now and I am very tired. I love you, always. Time is nothing."
"I won't ever leave you, even though you're always leaving me."
"...all of our laments could not add a single second to her life, not one additional beat of the heart, nor a breath."