If I hadn't learned my lesson, I would have wished we could stay there forever. But I knew better now. We'd seen what we'd come to see. The way to trick death. Breathe in. Breathe out. Watch as it all rises upwards, black and blue into the even bluer sky.

Just because something is unspoken doesn't mean that it disappears.

Most people know that Ray Bradbury is one of my favorite authors.

This was what it meant to be human, to know that time moved and all things changed.

My grandmother was overwhelmed by what was happening to us. She ahd moved back into the past because the here and the now was too terrible.

The voice that arises out of the silence is something no one can imagine until it is heard. It roars when it speaks, it lies to you and convinces you, it steals from you and leaves you without a single word of comfort.

Our rest is formed by our waking life and our waking life is formed by our sorrows.