Oh, everything is gorgeous once it's gone. — Gregory Maguire, Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West
Oh, everything is gorgeous once it's gone. — Gregory Maguire, Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West
Oh, everything is gorgeous once it's gone. — Gregory Maguire, Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West
Oh, everything is gorgeous once it's gone. — Gregory Maguire, Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West
Oh, everything is gorgeous once it's gone. — Gregory Maguire, Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West
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Oh, everything is gorgeous once it's gone.

— Gregory Maguire, Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West
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Sometimes things just slip past you, into your hands and out through your fingers. In my half-in/half-out state I began — Benjamin Brindise, I Was a Lid
You are in no man's land. Which never moves, which never changes, which never grows older, but remains forever, icy and — Harold Pinter, No Man's Land
At the edge you will always remember me, at the edge you will last be remembered, where sanity and insanity come togethe — Anthony Liccione
I would never see her again, except in memory. She was here, and now she's gone. There is no middle ground. Probably is — Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun
Nora had been training herself not to think too much about her kids. Not because she wanted to forget them - not at all — Tom Perrotta, The Leftovers
Love for the beauty of the soul. I shall love you always. When the flower of life has gone, ever I shall find you. When — Laurel A. Rockefeller, The Ghosts of the Past
May you hear my feeble voice! It will tell you that here below there is a heart full of the memory of you. — Herculine Barbin, Herculine Barbin: Being the Recently Discovered Memoirs of a Nineteenth-century French Hermaphrodite
Suddenly the memory of his wife came back to him and, no doubt feeling it would be too complicated to try to understand — Marcel Proust, Swann's Way
-(I)n memory, remorse wraps the self. — Claudia Rankine, The End of the Alphabet: Poems
The body remembers who we are supposed to be. And in this there is grief. — Susan Griffin, A Chorus of Stones: The Private Life of War
Our loved ones pass away or simply leave our lives forever too soon, and we think to ourselves, “I wasn’t ready for you — Dathan Auerbach, Penpal
I try to remember everything, every thing, but sometimes I forget something. I don’t even know what it is sometimes, but — Adam Berlin