they say in the old tales that when a man and woman exchange looks the way we did, their spirits mingle. their gaze is a rope of gold binding each other. even if they never meet again, they carry a little of the other with them always. they can never forget, and they can never be wholly happy again
Chitra Banerjee DivakaruniAbove us our palace waits, the only one I've ever needed. Its walls are space, its floor is sky, its center everywhere. We rise; the shapes cluster around us in welcome, dissolving and forming again like fireflies in a summer evening.
Chitra Banerjee DivakaruniEveryone has a story. I don't believer anyone can go through life without encountering at least one amazing thing.
Chitra Banerjee DivakaruniI liked his voice, rich and unself-conscious even when he forgot words and hummed to fill in the gap. What I didn't understand, I imagined, and thus it became a love song.
Chitra Banerjee DivakaruniTomorrow is another day. I've got plenty of things to worry about right now.
Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni