But sometimes the world disrobes, slips its dress off a shoulder, stops time for a beat. If we look up at that moment, it's not due to any ability of….

When a man dies, his secrets bond like crystals, like frost on a window. His last breath obscures the glass..

History is the gradual instant.

I'm naive enough to think that love is always good no matter how long ago, no matter the circumstances..

To share a hiding place, physical or psychological, is as intimate as love..

Long after you’ve forgotten someone’s voice, you can still remember the sound of their happiness or their sadness. You can feel it in your body..

History and memory share events; that is, they share time and space. Every moment is two moments..

I wanted a line in a poem to be the hollow ney of the dervish orchestra whose plaintive wail is a call to God. But all I achieved was awkward shrieki….

Once I was lost in a forest. I was so afraid. My blood pounded in my chest and I knew my heart's strength would soon be exhausted. I saved myself wit….

It is not a person’s depth you must discover, but their ascent. Find their path from depth to ascent..

If love wants you; if you've been melted down to stars, you will love with lungs and gills; with feathers and scales; with warm blood and cold..

Some stones are so heavy only silence helps you carry them!.

The truth doesn't care what we think of it..

The shadow-past is shaped by everything that never happened. Invisible, it melts the present like rain through karst. A biography of longing. It stee….

Now we're like planets, holding to each other from a great distance. [...] Now we're hundreds of miles apart, our short arms keep us lonely, no one h….