Thus we use our supposed "knowledge" of others to speak on their behalf, and condemn them for their words we ourselves put in their silent mouths.
Margaret GeorgeSo I learned two things that night, and the next day, from him: the perfection of a moment, and the fleeting nature of it.
Margaret GeorgeWe are always tortured by our memory of the last time we were with anyone, what we said, what we did not say.
Margaret GeorgeOne always imagines that the days that change one’s life must be marked with something extraordinary in nature—storms and lightning, darkness at noon, and so on. In truth they are indistinguishable from any other, which is one reason we feel mocked, as if the world is telling us we are inconsequential.
Margaret George