But he was so young then that later he was only able to remember fragments of what happened next: the lull of the morning fields, the springy cotton flanks of the sheep, the suddenness of the tumble down the deep hole in which he would spend the night, alone, gazing up at the puzzled sheep, and hours later, Mother Vera's thoughtful, dawn-lit face hovering over the mouth of the hole.
Téa ObrehtWash the bones, bring the body, leave the heart behind.
Téa ObrehtIn the end, all you want is someone to long for you when it comes time to put you in the ground.
Téa ObrehtTag: death
It's a sad thing to see, because as far as I know, this man Gavo had done nothing to deserve being shot in the back of the head at his own funeral. Twice.
Téa ObrehtZora was a woman of principle, an open atheist. At the age of thirteen, a priest had told her that animals had no souls, and she had said, "well then, fuck you, Pops," and walked out of church.
Téa ObrehtWe were seventeen, furious at everything because we didn't know what else to do with the fact that the war was over.
Téa ObrehtI started to feel that nagging sense of shame again, an acute awareness of my own inability to share in his [my grandfather's] optimism.
Téa ObrehtBelieve me, Doctor, if your life ends in suddenness you will be glad it did, and if it does not you will wish it had. You will want suddenness, Doctor.
Téa ObrehtTag: death
death should be celebrated...when you put something in the ground you always know where it is
Téa ObrehtWe're all entitled to our superstitions.
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