Occupation: Writer Birth: July 24, 1964
I never tell my boyfriend that I'm busy when I'm not. No matter how effective they are, cheap techniques like that just don't agree with me. So it's ….
From the bottom of my heart, I wanted to give up; I wanted to give up on living. There was no denying that tomorrow would come, and the day after tom….
On nights like this when the air is so clear, you end up saying things you ordinarily wouldn’t. Without even noticing what you’re doing, you open up ….
There are many days when all the awful things that happen make you sick at heart, when the path before you is so steep you can’t bear to look. Not ev….
What was important wasn't the fireworks, it was that we were together this evening, together in this place, looking up into the sky at the same time..
It didn't matter whether he was nearby or far away. His image would drift up into your mind just when you least expected it, shocking you, making you….
Was that what it means to be an adult, to live with ugly ambiguities?.
In the uncertain ebb and flow of time and emotions much of one's life history is etched in the senses..
I was happy. I loved the night, I loved t so much it almost hurt. In the night everything seemed possible. I wasn't sleepy at all..
Recognizing how totally ignorant you are is the only honest way to deal with people who've been through something traumatic..
No matter what, I want to continue living with the awareness that I will die. Without that, I am not alive..
The night glittered brilliantly then..
At that moment I had a thrilling sharp intuition. I knew it as if I held it in my hands: In the gloom of death that surrounded the two of us, we were….
The ritual of our daily lives permeate our very bodies..
I had been walking in silence for so long,I had almost forgotten what my own voice sounded like.My knees were tired;my toes were beginning to ache..
Here in this ocean, in the midst of all this water, with the red flags on those distant buoys flapping in the sea breeze, I find myself unable to tre….
Even when I try to stir myself up, I just get irritated because I can't make anything come out. And in the middle of the night I lie here thinking ab….
Everything that had happened was shockingly beautiful, enough to make you crazy..
I held the feeling in my heart; the urge to discuss it died out. There was all the time in the world. In the endless repetition of other nights, othe….
I saw the sky and sea and sand and the flickering flames of the bonfire through my tears. All at once, it rushed into my head with tremendous speed, ….
It’s a marvelous thing, the ocean. For some reason when two people sit together looking out at it, they stop caring whether they talk or stay silent.….