“I don't mourn the loss of my childhood; I mourn because everything, including (my) childhood, is lost.”

“A word of advice, my sweet Emmett - mourn the losses because they are many. But celebrate the victories because they are few.”

“I miss my own and I mourn for everyone else's, because I'd like to love them, but I don't know who they are.”

“And now, because of everything you were involved in, I will spend the rest of my life hiding in the outback, mourning the death of a man who was dead when I meant him!”

“This afternoon held that special quality of mournful emptiness I've connected with late Sunday afternoons ever since childhood: the feeling of having nothing to do.”

“But it does make me sad that we've forgotten our names. Out of everything, this seems to me the most tragic. I miss my own and I mourn for everyone else's, because I'd like to love them, but I don't know who they are.”