a letter ... changes utterly the moment it slips inside an envelope. It stops being mine. It becomes yours. What I mean is gone. What you understand is all that remains.
Use Me is a wonderfully satisfying book.
One really understands testicles after reading 'The Family Jewels,' and one is gratified.
Elinor Lipman tweets like a nightingale with an eagle eye.
Love letters lack taste. No restraint: falling off cliffs, going up in flames.
All these years I've had a story in my mind, the story about us that never really existed. And because of that story, I've kept you framed up on the wall in a little box of nostalgic moonlight.