I like geography best, he said, because your mountains & rivers know the secret. Pay no attention to boundaries.

If you're right & I'm not, I'm going to be hell to live with, she said. So, you better think about that next time you want to be right.

There is nothing more I ask of this life than this moment, exactly so. And suddenly forever seems like too short a time.

We lay there and looked up at the night sky and she told me about stars called blue squares and red swirls and I told her I'd never heard of them. Of course not, she said, the really important stuff they never tell you. You have to imagine it on your own.

When you start to crack open, don't waste a moment gathering your old self up into something like you knew before. Let your new self splash like sunlight into every dark place and laugh and cry and make sounds you never made & thank all that is holy for the gift.

She said she usually cried at least once each day not because she was sad, but because the world was so beautiful and life was so short.

If there is any secret to this life I live, this is it: the sound of what cannot be seen sings within everything that can & there is nothing more to it than that.