The engagement ring is an emerald, and the dim light from the window is refracted green and white in it. The rings are silver, and they need cleaning. They need wearing, and I know just the girl to wear them.

I love. I have loved. I will love.

My reflection in the mirror shows me pink and puffy. I thought pregnant women were to supposed to glow. I am not glowing.

Sometimes I'm happy when he's gone, but I'm always happy when he returns. -Clare

Love the world and yourself in it, move through it as though it offers no resistance, as though the world is your natural element.

I wanted someone to love who would stay: stay and be there, always.

I told Ing once that she dances like a German and she didn't like it, but it's true: she dances seriously, like lives are hanging in the balance, like precision dancing can save the starving children of India.