Life on earth, filled with uncertainty and change, seemed far more difficult than what lay beyond the grave.
There were so many miracles at work: that a blossom might become a peach, that a bee could make honey in its thorax, that rain might someday fall. I … - Jane Hamilton
There were so many miracles at work: that a blossom might become a peach, that a bee could make honey in its thorax, that rain might someday fall. I …
- Jane Hamilton
Ordinary life was laced with miracles, I knew that, had read enough poetry to understand that we are elevated with the knowing, and yet it was diffic… - Jane Hamilton
Ordinary life was laced with miracles, I knew that, had read enough poetry to understand that we are elevated with the knowing, and yet it was diffic…
We're only passers-by, and all you can do is love what you have in your life. A person has to fight the meanness that sometimes comes with you when y… - Jane Hamilton
We're only passers-by, and all you can do is love what you have in your life. A person has to fight the meanness that sometimes comes with you when y…
This was life, I supposed, running and running and running, and realizing along the way that the phantom was getting closer. - Jane Hamilton
This was life, I supposed, running and running and running, and realizing along the way that the phantom was getting closer.
Life on earth, filled with uncertainty and change, seemed far more difficult than what lay beyond the grave. - Jane Hamilton
In the end maybe what marriage offered was the determination of one's burial site. - Jane Hamilton
In the end maybe what marriage offered was the determination of one's burial site.
I feel like I don't have all the ingredients a person is supposed to have. - Jane Hamilton
I feel like I don't have all the ingredients a person is supposed to have.
It was about forgiving. I understood that forgiveness itself was strong, durable—like strands of a web weaving around us, holding us. - Jane Hamilton
It was about forgiving. I understood that forgiveness itself was strong, durable—like strands of a web weaving around us, holding us.
It is books that are a key to the wide world; if you can't do anything else, read all that you can. - Jane Hamilton
It is books that are a key to the wide world; if you can't do anything else, read all that you can.
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