It was too much work to remember things you might not have again, and so one by one they opened up their hands and let them go.
Ann PatchettYou canโt pick up and leave everything behind because there is too much sadness in the world and not enough places to go.
Ann PatchettFrom my table inside I watch the glamorous women outside who are lunching on Spa Cobb salads without blue cheese or dressing. The man with the bread basket wanders from table to table, lonesome as a cloud. When he comes to me his basket is full and perfectly arranged. He gives me a smile of sincere pleasure when I tell him I will take both the sourdough roll and the cheese stick.
Ann Patchett