Ocupation: Author
Life: October 16, 1919 - May 26, 2003
Birthday: October 16
Death: May 26
They had stopped now and he gave a glance up at the sky, through the trees, as though to see how much time was left. Amber, watching him, was suddenly struck with panic. Now he was going--out again into that great world with its bustle and noise and excitement--and she must stay here. She had a terrible new feeling of loneliness, as if she stood in some solitary corner at a party where she was the only stranger. Those places he had seen, she would never see; those fine things he had done, she would never do. But worst of all she would never see him again.
source: Kathleen Winsor (2000). “Forever Amber”, p.44, Chicago Review Press
topic: Loneliness, Party, Sky, New Feelings