Loneliness Beyond Measure In Fiction, Literary L I had been alone more than I could have been had I gone to another planet. Alice Sebold – The Lovely Bones Purchase Now Alice Sebold The Lovely Bones FacebookXPinterestEmailLinkedInWhatsApp
Under the Earth In Fiction, Literary U There was one moment, and I remember, when I was under in the earth, outside its green proscenium, its wind-washed curtains. Alice Sebold – The Lovely Bones Purchase Now
Expanding Heart In Fiction, Literary E The heart’s not like a box that gets filled up. It expands in size the more you love. Alice Sebold – The Lovely Bones Purchase Now
World Without Me In Fiction, Literary W I began to see things in a way that let me hold the world without me in it. Alice Sebold – The Lovely Bones Purchase Now
Lovely Bones Metaphor In Fiction, Literary L These were the lovely bones that had grown around my absence: the connections – sometimes tenuous, sometimes made at great cost, but often magnificent – that happened after I was gone. Alice Sebold – The Lovely Bones Purchase Now
Accepting Death In Fiction, Literary A I was slipping away, that’s what it felt like, life was leaving me, but I wasn’t afraid. Alice Sebold – The Lovely Bones Purchase Now
