Everyone wanted his relatives to be proud of him, didn't he?
I like you angry better than weepy.
Were I to die tomorrow, my soul would remember you. ~Nicholas Stafford
It was flattering to have someone listen so intently to something that was so personal.
What I do know is that I can't hurt a ghost. I wish I could fall in love with Ann Stuart. I wish I could wed her and bed her and have children with her. I wish I could fill that huge house with little spirit children who would live forever and never die.
To be able to see the flaws in your own work is a gift.