Julie Berry

For pity’s sake, she scolded herself once more. You are not in love with that boy. You’ve only just met him tonight, and danced two dances. People who talk of falling in love after just one meeting have their heads full of pillow down.
Why, then, had she kissed him on the cheek?

If music stops, and art ceases, and beauty fades, what have we then?

I like to keep a little bit of nervousness simmering. It keeps mortals alert at crucial moments. Sensitive to every detail. It imprints lasting memories. These moments belong to forever.

When they saw each other, would they see their heart’s desire? Or a stranger they’d imagined they were fond of in a brief moment of loneliness?

the shortest distance between two points was the straight line connecting them

He had no desire to go back to war and die for Bobby. He wanted to live for Bobby, and for Maggie, and especially for Hazel. Nights became harder again, as scenes from the trenches stalked his sleep. But when morning came, he pulled himself together. Why waste sunny summer days with a lovely girl by your side? Seize the day.

The luckiest ones spend time with you.

I am not unmoved by music. We need not all be you, Apollo, to appreciate it.
Nor am I unmoved by love, no matter how many loves I’ve been forced to cut short.

these are the fortunes of war. If every loved soul were snatched from death simply because she’d be mourned and missed, the universe would fold in upon itself.

Kisses by the billions happen every day, even in a lonely world like ours.
But this is a kiss for the ages.