I’m riding beside my best friend, and I tell him, in the same offhand tone my mother had used, That’s my grandfather’s funeral, and he looks at me as if I’m insane.

Words can't change how someone feels towards you, rather act differently for a positive result

I am no longer a shuddering speck of existence, alone in the darkness;--I belong to them and they to me; we all share the same fear and the same life...I could bury my face in them, in these voices, these words that have saved me and will stand by me.

Comparison is a death knell to sibling harmony.

Elizabeth Fishel

Quotes by Elizabeth Fishel

Written By Elizabeth Fishel

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