Occupation: Novelist Birth: 1948
When you're young, and you head out to wonderful, everything is fresh and bright as a brand new penny, but before you get to wonderful you're going t….
I know that I am not the only person who is alone in the world. I know that others sorrow in the night. That others pick up a razor and slice into th….
Catherine Land liked the beginnings of things. The pure white possibility of the empty room, the first kiss, the first swipe at larceny. And endings,….
I wasn't safe. I wasn't permanent. My life was a fiction I had created, like an alien who comes to earth and tries to pass as human. The affections o….
There is a loveliness to life that does not fade. Even in the terrors of the night, there is a tendency toward grace that does not fail us..
The beginnings were sweet, the endings usually bitter, but the middles were only the tightrope you walked between the one and the other. No more than….
If love drove people mad, what would lack of love do?.
I would give anything, anything, to be the man to whom this has not happened. I can not accommodate myself to it. In a lifetime of trying, I can not ….
It's a sad thing to watch your best friend turn into somebody you don't know anymore. Or even want to know..
I think kissing is what separates us from the animals and makes us divine..
There is an ache in my heart for the imagined beauty of a life I haven't had, from which I had been locked out, and it never goes away..
Nothing says hell has to be fire..
I know that it's easier to look at death than it is to look at pain, because while death is irrevocable, and the grief will lessen in time, pain is t….
If you don't receive love from the ones who are meant to love you, you will never stop looking for it..
The thing is, all memory is fiction..
It is the tenderness that breaks our hearts. The loveliness that leaves us stranded on the shore, watching the boats sail away. It is the sweetness t….