When it's over you look up: the world looks the same but you are somehow different and that feeling lingers for days.

The space that I can call mine.. is so small that my ideas have become small. I am like a caterpillar in a cocoon of paper; all around me are sketches for sculptures, small drawings that seem like moths fluttering against the windows, beating their wings to escape from this tiny space.. Every day the ideas come more reluctantly, as though they know I will starve them and stunt their growth.

The kissed surprised him because it had been so long since he'd kissed anyone but Elspeth. It surprised Valentina because she had hardly ever kissed anyone that way - to her, kissing had always been more theoretical than physical. Afterwards she stood with her eyes closed, lips parted, face tilted. Robert thought, She's going to break my heart and I'm going to let her.

I keep myself busy. Time goes faster that way.

Each spine was an encapsulated memory, each book represented hours, days of pleasure, of immersion into words.

There is only one page left to write on. I will fill it with words of only one syllable. I love. I have loved. I will love.

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