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Zorrie QUOTES

Zorrie QUOTES

1 " She asked Janie what it was like to have a mother, and Janie leaned over and gave Zorrie a kiss on the top of her head and then turned her around and gave her a quick kick in her seat and told her that having a mother was those two things, and that if sometimes it was more of one than the other, it all balanced out in the end. "

― Laird Hunt , Zorrie

2 " As she began to doze, she wondered if when you rode in airplanes, love, even old impossible love, sent hearts tumbling end over end. "

― Laird Hunt , Zorrie

3 " Still, it was Indiana, it was the dirt she had bloomed up out of, it was who she was, what she felt, how she thought, what she knew. "

― Laird Hunt , Zorrie

4 " You could get whiplash trying to watch time go by. "

― Laird Hunt , Zorrie

5 " Grief seemed to constitute a kind of connective membrane, not a divide, and the “fragile film of the present” felt strengthened, not threatened, by the past. Tears, it struck her—even ones that spilled out of your mouth or off a table—formed a fretwork the wingless could learn to walk over, if there had been enough of them and you tried. "

― Laird Hunt , Zorrie

6 " It occurred to her then that it was silence and not grief that connected them, that would keep them forever connected, the living and the dead—her, Noah, Opal, Harold, Janie, Marie, her parents, maybe the whole world, and that this was not such a bad thing, "

― Laird Hunt , Zorrie

7 " As she read and reread the note scrawled in Janie’s riotously looping hand, she understood that she was holding one of those rare objects brought into being by a hope you didn’t know you still had. "

― Laird Hunt , Zorrie

8 " Grief seemed to constitute a kind of connective membrane, not a divide, and the “fragile film of the present” felt strengthened, not threatened, by the past. Tears, it struck her—even ones that spilled out of your mouth or off a table—formed a fretwork the wingless could learn to walk over, if there had been enough of them and you tried. She wondered if Noah had "

― Laird Hunt , Zorrie

9 " prepared for them. He would talk as they washed and dried and put the dishes away. He would talk and then not talk as they lay, later, for hours entire entwined. Zorrie slept in sweet, shallow bursts. Some nights, when she woke or couldn’t sleep, the walls fell away and the coming day unfurled before her. Lying there listening to the crickets, she could feel the corn against her waist and wrists, the tangled beans against her ankles. The wet "

― Laird Hunt , Zorrie

10 " She had often thought of Anne Frank, who had stuffed her short life with so much wonder, while here she was, having been granted many more years, just going through the motions like she was a ten-penny wind-up doll. "

― Laird Hunt , Zorrie

11 " Janie said she thought you’d make it through. That you’d keep finding things worth finding. "

― Laird Hunt , Zorrie

12 " For a moment, as if the years had been set aside and they were back in his classroom, she had an urge to raise her hand and ask Mr. Thomas if truth was hard and impervious or soft and easily bruised, but instead she reached for the sewing kit and let the small smile that formed on her lips and the thought of raising her hand after all this time serve in place of what might have been an interesting answer. "

― Laird Hunt , Zorrie

13 " Life, Virgil had said, was a good deal about discouragement and fear, and the soul, which was the true heart of humankind whether you looked at it Christian or otherwise, needed a good deal of comforting some way or other if it was expected to soldier on. "

― Laird Hunt , Zorrie

14 " Grief seemed to constitute a kind of connective membrane, not a divide, and the ‘fragile film of the present’ felt strengthened, not threatened, by the past. Tears, it struck her—even ones that spilled out of your mouth or off a table—formed a fretwork the wingless could learn to walk over, if there had been enough of them and you tried. "

― Laird Hunt , Zorrie