Got to go on, haven't we? Life goes on.
Rosie ThomasMots clés life
Christmas works like glue, it keeps us all sticking together.
Rosie ThomasMots clés christmas
I've grieved enough for his life cut short and for mine for running on for so long with so little in it. It's weakness now, but I suppose I am crying out of a general sense of loss. Maybe I am mourning for the human condition.
Rosie ThomasI am afraid of losing what I have already valued.
Rosie ThomasMots clés loss
The richness of the whole world reduced to a choice that was not a choice at all, but a sentence.
Rosie ThomasI will continue my path, but I will keep a memory always.
Rosie ThomasMots clés life moving-on memory
Wherever you look there is so much loss and folly to contemplate.
Rosie ThomasWhen you're young, everything carries a twin charge of novelty and infinite possibility
Rosie ThomasMots clés youth
Let her be with her memories. Better that than be aware of this reality.
Rosie ThomasMots clés memory
She had an English boyfriend who called her more often than she needed to hear from him, a savings account, a mobile phone, an Oyster Card, and a place to live that made her feel as if she was in a movie. She was a London girl.
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