Anita Shreve Quote

And she thought then how strange it was that disaster—the sort of disaster that drained the blood from your body and took the air out of your lungs and hit you again and again in the face—could be at times, such a thing of beauty.

The Pilot's Wife (ed. Hachette UK, 2014) - ISBN: 9780349140827

And she thought then how strange it was that disaster—the sort of disaster that drained the blood from your body and took the air out of your lungs ...

And she thought then how strange it was that disaster—the sort of disaster that drained the blood from your body and took the air out of your lungs ...

And she thought then how strange it was that disaster—the sort of disaster that drained the blood from your body and took the air out of your lungs ...

And she thought then how strange it was that disaster—the sort of disaster that drained the blood from your body and took the air out of your lungs ...