It seems like people are all the time making themselves themselves, but they don't really know it. You can only have true vision when you look behind. A person can slide so fast into being something they never really intended. I wonder if you can truly resurrect your own self.

It is such a terrifying thing to see a man cry.

Just one look and then I knew that all I longed for long ago was you

No one wants to mother more vigilantly than a woman who is childless and wishes she wasn’t.

I turn off the radio, listen to the quiet. Which has its own, rich sound. Which I knew, but had forgotten. And it is good to remember.

Sometimes I try to remember things my mother told me about the awful way he was raised. But why does he have to keep on going? Why would you take something bad out of your mouth and hand it to another, saying, Here, eat this?

I felt myself trapped in line for a ride I was not nearly ready for, looking back but moving forward in the only direction I could go.