At my age, I regard each funeral I attend as a personal triumph, because I was not the guest of honor.
Judith McNaughtYou can't condemn me for wanting you, unless you condemn every other man who has." -Clayton Westmoreland
Judith McNaughtWhy did happy memories fade and blur until one could scarcely recall them at all, while horrible memories seemed to retain their blinding clarity and painful sharpness?
Judith McNaughtBeside him a tiny elderly woman was leaning on a cane, studying him with curiosity. Since good manners seemed to require that he speak to her, Jon cast about for some sort of polite conversation pertinent to the occasion. โI hate funerals, donโt you?โ He said. โI rather like them,โ she said smugly. โAt my age, I regard each funeral I attend as a personal triumph, because I was not the guest of honor.
Judith McNaught