I go to sleep alone, and wake up alone. I take walks. I work until I'm tired. I watch the wind play with the trash that's been under the snow all winter. Everything seems simple until you think about it. Why is love intensified by abscence?

That's what alcoholics do. It's in their job description: fall apart and then keep falling apart.

one of the best and the most painful things about time traveling has been the opportunity to see my mother alive.

What is more basic than the need to be known? It is the entirety of intimacy, the elixir of love, this knowing.

Have you ever found your heart's desire and then lost it? I had seen myself, a portrait of myself as a reader. My childhood: days home sick from school reading Nancy Drew, forbidden books read secretively late at night. Teenage years reading -trying to read- books I'd heard were important, Naked Lunch, and The Fountainhead, Ulysses and Women in Love... It was as though I had dreamt the perfect lover, who vanished as I woke, leaving me pining and surly.

Henry loves my hair almost as though it is a creature unto itself, as though it has a soul to call its own, as though it could love him back.

Love you..." Henry-" Always..." Oh God oh God-" World enough..." No!" And time..." Henry!