We can never flee the misery that is within us.

All at once I felt so vain, like a girl posturing for the crowds as she walks along, only to discover the street is empty.

Water is powerful. It can wash away earth, put out fire, and even destroy iron.

I went back to those graves not long afterward and found as I stood there that sadness was a very heavy thing. My body weighed twice what it had only a moment earlier, as if those graves were pulling me down toward them.

I don't like things held up before me that I cannot have.

If you have experienced an evening more exciting than any in your life, you're sad to see it end; and yet you still feel grateful that it happened.

It's less a matter of looking the other way than of closing our eyes to what we can't stop from happening.