The most wonderful gift I had, the gift I finally learned to cherish above all else, was the gift of those perfectly ordinary days. Katrina Kenison

You can’t stop time. You can’t capture light. You can only turn your face up and let it rain down. The Memory Keeper’s Daughter

Grief is a country that has no definite borderlines and that recognizes no single trajectory. It is a space that did not exist before your loss, and that will never disappear from your map, no matter how hard you rub at the charcoal lines. Kerri ní Dochartaigh

Everyone must leave something behind when he dies … something your hand touched some way, so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people look at that tree or that flower you planted, you’re there. Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

… so much I cannot think of today, a team of white birds lifting off a shoreline and disappearing into the sun. Billy Collins