“It was the golden time of year. Every day the leaves grew brighter, the air sharper, the grass more brilliant. The sunsets seemed to expand and melt and stretch for hours, and the brick façades glowed pink, and everything got bluer. How many perfect autumns did a person get?”
― Either/Or
― Either/Or
“I was under the impression that I loved him, simply because I never knew what he was thinking.”
― Happy Hour
― Happy Hour
“Time only pushes wounds aside. Regular life becomes insistent and crowds out the loss. Usually, this is a good thing. So much of healing is the recognition that not all your tissue got damaged in the accident.”
― Grief Is for People
― Grief Is for People
“Before, the only thing I was interested in was love, how it grips you, how it terrifies you, how it annihilates and resuscitates you. I didn’t know then that it wasn’t even love that I was interested in but my own suffering. I thought suffering kept things interesting. How funny that I called it love and the whole time it was pain.”
― The Hurting Kind: Poems
― The Hurting Kind: Poems
“We pour a bit of ourselves into everything we do, every note we play and, unwittingly, one fragment at a time, we leave ourselves in the past.”
― Ghost Music
― Ghost Music
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