Wave Quotes

“I will kill myself soon. But until then how do l tame my pain?”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“I am in the unthinkable situation that people cannot bear to contemplate.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“Their promise, my children's possibilities, still linger in our home.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“I would plead into the darkness, where are they, bring them back”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“And as the wind gusted against those windows, I saw how, in an instant, I lost my shelter. This truth had hardly escaped me until then, far from it, but the clarity of that moment was overwhelming. And I am still shaking.

They would indeed be aghast to see the mess I am now. This is not me, this is now who I was with them.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“I must stop remembering... The more I remember, the greater my agony. These thoughts stuttered in my mind...

I must be more watchful, I told myself. I must shut them out.

I couldn't always keep this up.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“I steer clear of telling. I can't come out with it. The outlandish truth of me. How can I reveal this to someone innocent and unsuspecting? With those who know my story I talk freely about us.... But with others I keep it hidden, the truth. I keep it under wraps because I don't want to shock or make anyone distressed.

But it's not like me to be cagey in my interactions.... But now I try to keep a distance from those who are innocent of my reality. At best I am vague. I feel deceitful at times. But I can't just drop it on someone, I feel--it's too horrifying, too huge.

It's not that I should be honest with everyone, the white lies I tell strangers I don't mind. But there are those I see time and again, have drinks with, share jokes, and even they don't know. They see my cheery side. And I kick myself for being a fraud....

I can see, though, that my secrecy does me no favors. It probably makes worse my sense of being outlandish. It confirms to me that it might be abhorrent, my story, or that few can relate to it.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“I will kill myself soon. But until then, how do I tame my pain?”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“Seven years on, and their absence has expanded. Just as our life would have in this time, it has swelled.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“the reality of being here eludes me, I can’t focus, I am dazed. And I want to stay this way. If I have too much clarity, I will be undone, I fear.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“I was dizzy in that room. I felt faint with disbelief. I held on to the seat of my chair to stay upright. I knew what was going on, but I couldn’t absorb any of it.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“How hideous, that there should be a pecking order in my grief.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“Occasionally an insensitive relative might walk away if I mention my anguish, and I reel from the humiliation of my pain being outlandish, not palatable to others.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“The more I remember, the greater my agony.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“Maybe it is not so overwhelming after all, to dissolve the divide between now and then. In those months and months after the wave, I could hardly bear to hear the names of my children’s friends. And when I began to see them again, I was afraid of being reminded of how my boys would be, of knowing what they are missing. I see my children’s friends often now. They are bubbling over when we meet, I enjoy their sparkle. And they make my boys real, so they are not beyond my field of vision, as they were in those first years.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“Somehow on this boat I can rest with disbelief about what happened, and with the impossible truth of my loss, which I have to compress often and misshape, just so I can bear it -so I can cook or teach our floss my teeth.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“I must stop remembering. I must keep them in a faraway place. The more I remember, the greater the agony.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“The more I remember, the more inconsolable I will be, I've told myself. But now increasingly I don't tussle with my memories. I want to remember. I want to know. Perhaps I can better tolerate being inconsolable now. Perhaps I suspect that remembering won't make me any more inconsolable. Or less.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“Broken and bewildered, my brother had the house cleared and packed away, painted and polished, all in the first month or two after the wave. For him, that was the practical thing to do, to impose order on the unfathomable, perhaps.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“In a few hours it will be light. It will be tomorrow. I don't want it to be tomorrow. I was terrified that tomorrow, the truth would start.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“But here in my home, I will be destroyed by getting too close to the life I lost.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“I stun myself each time I retell the truth to myself, let alone to someone else. So I am evasive in order to spare myself.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“Is this truth too potent for me to hold? If I keep it close, will I tumble? At times, I don't know.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“These blue whales are unreal and baffling, yet surrounded by them I settle awhile. Somehow on this boat I can rest with my disbelief about what happened, and with the impossible truth of my loss, which I have to compress often and misshape, just so I can bear it—so I can cook or teach or floss my teeth. Maybe the majesty of these creatures loosens my heart so I can hold it whole. Or have I been put in a trance by these otherworldly blue whales?”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“I’d never heard shrieking like this before. So wild, wretched, it frightened me, rattled the wall I was holding on to. This noise was crackling into the numbness in my head. It was blasting the smallest stir of hope in my heart. It was telling me that what had happened was unthinkable, but I didn’t want this confirmed. Not by wailing strangers, I did not.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“By knowing them again, by gathering threads of our life, I am much less fractured. I am also less confused. I don’t constantly ask, Was I their mother? How can so much of my life not even seem like mine? I can recover myself better when I dare let in their light.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“But I have learned that I can only recover myself when I keep them near. If I distance myself from them, and their absence, I am fractured. I am left feeling I’ve blundered into a stranger’s life.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“Thank you most of all to Mark Epstein, my extraordinary therapist. This book would not exist without his guidance and persuasion. With him I was safe, to try to grasp the unfathomable, and to dare to remember.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“Their voices have doubled in strength now, not faded with time. Their chatter plays with my thoughts no end. And I am sustained by this, it gives me spark.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave

“I think I also don't confess because I am still so unbelieving of what happened. I am still aghast. I stun myself each time I retell the truth to myself, let alone to someone else. So I am evasive in order to spare myself...I can see though that my secrecy does me no favors. It probably makes worse my sense of being outlandish. It confirms to me that it might be abhorrent, my story, or that few can relate to it.”
― Sonali Deraniyagala, Wave