Yet another beautiful book from Amanda Prowse.

My favourite quotes:

"Beauty, she had learned, despite everyone’s apparent preoccupation with it, was but fleeting and also relative."

"It’s hard for people to love you if you don’t love yourself.’"

"‘There’s something about those of us who have suffered loss, Miss Collway. We tend to fall into two camps: those who crumple, sink, wither and fade under the weight of the unimaginable pain; and those of us who take that hurt, ball it tightly, put it in the base of our gut and use it as fuel. And when that happens it is a very powerful thing, the most powerful. It is an unstoppable force and one that can do good, immeasurable good."

"‘Everyone has a story of loss or hardship. Hate is easy to lasso; it becomes a driving force.’"

"'we all walk the same path. We all trip, but more often than not we are so focused on looking ahead that we don’t notice the stumbles of those around us. And we all keep plodding on, because what’s the alternative?’"

"I think, when you’re young, you reckon you’re owed the fairy tale, but of course you’re not, and it doesn’t work out for everyone, does it? And yet I still have a good life, an ordinary one.’"

"we all choose how we remember and how we celebrate the lives of those we lost. There’s no hard and fast rule, is there?"