It is so long before the mind can persuade itself that she whom we saw every day and whose very existence appeared a part of our own can have

It is so long before the mind can persuade itself that she whom we saw every day and whose very existence appeared a part of our own can have departed forever that the brightness of a beloved eye can have been extinguished and the sound of a voice so familiar and dear to the ear can be hushed, never more to be heard. These are the reflections of the first days; but when the lapse of time proves the reality of the evil, then the actual bitterness of grief commences.


Mary Shelley,

Frankenstein

Life is a journey, Frannie darling,” Feagan had once told me. “Choose well those with whom you travel.”As always, I’ve followed Feagan’s

Life is a journey, Frannie darling,’ Feagan had once told me. ‘Choose well those with whom you travel.’
As always, I’ve followed Feagan’s counsel.


Lorraine Heath,

Surrender to the Devil