Even as a child, even as my blood-past was drained from me, I understood that if I were strong enough to accept it, I was being offered a second history.

If love wants you; if you've been melted down to stars, you will love with lungs and gills; with feathers and scales; with warm blood and cold.

Any given moment - no matter how casual, how ordinary - is poised, full of gaping life.

When a man dies, his secrets bond like crystals, like frost on a window. His last breath obscures the glass.

Even as a child, even as my blood-past was drained from me, I understood that if I were strong enough to accept it, I was being offered a second history.

Some stones are so heavy only silence helps you carry them!

History and memory share events; that is, they share time and space. Every moment is two moments.