There were days – she could remember this – when Henry would hold her hand as they walked home, middle-aged people, in their prime. Had they known at these moments to be quietly joyful? Most likely not. People mostly did not know enough when they were living life that they were living it. But she had that memory now, of something healthy and pure.
Elizabeth Strout, Olive Kitteridge (2008)
Lisa Cholodenko, Olive Kitteridge (2014), sceneggiatura di Jane Henderson, con Frances McDormand