homesickATLien: With enough self-control to hide the lump in his throat caused not by terror but by sadness, he could no longer endure the unmerciful reality that came pouring in through the window
homesickATLien: I was always hungry. Just once. I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it - to be fed so much love I couldn’t take any more. Just once.
homesickATLien: I said take me back to those golden days of the summer. Over there behind those distant hills I remember.