More quotes by Rosamund Lupton, Sister

"Grief is love turned into an eternal missing"
"I remembered back to leo's burial and holding your hand. I was eleven and you were six, your hand soft and small in mine. As the vicar said 'in sure and certain hope of the resurrection of eternal life' you turned to me, 'I don't want sure and certain hope I want sure and certain Bee."
"Your coffin reached the monstrous hole. And a part of me went down into the muddy earth with you and lay down next to you and died with you."