I love my daughter. She and I have shared my body. There is a part of her mind that is a part of mine. But when she was born, she sprang from me like a slippery fish, and has been swimming away ever since.

What is a secret wish?" "It is what you want but cannot ask.

Then you must teach my daughter this same lesson. How to lose your innocence but not your hope. How to laugh forever.

I like to go somewhere where I learn something I didn't know before, like the Dry Tortugas between Florida and Cuba.

And when I say that is certainly true, that our marriage is over. I know what else she will say: "Then you must save it." And even though I know it's hopeless- there's absolutely nothing left to save-I'm afraid if I tell her that, she'll still persuade me to try.

That is the saddest part when you lose someone you love - that person keeps changing. And later you wonder, Is this the same person I lost? Maybe you lost more maybe less, then thousand different things that come from your memory or imagination - and you do not know which is which, which was true, which is false.

For woman is yin, the darkness within, where untempered passions lie. And man is yang, bright truth lighting our minds.