I will not say I am sorry, but I can tell you that I grieve.

There was some sadness in how that could happen, falling out of love with something that had shaped you. Or even people who had.

Sometimes you didn't really arrive at a conclusion about your life, you just discovered that you already had.

The military preferred - invariably - those who could be readily defined, assigned roles, understood, and controlled.

We are the total of our longings.

One didn't stop to talk with creatures from one's nightmares.

How we remember changes how we have lived. Time runs both ways. We make stories of our lives.