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“Don't say mourning. It's too psychoanalytic. I'm not mourning. I'm suffering.”

“It's easier to miss her at a cemetery, where she's never been anything but dead, than to miss her at all the places where she was alive.”

“It’s odd, isn't it? People die every day and the world goes on like nothing happened. But when it’s a person you love, you think everyone should stop and take notice. That they ought to cry and light candles and tell you that you're not alone.”