I see myself as Rhoda, not Mary Tyler Moore.
Love can't always do work. Sometimes it just has to look into the darkness.
Words are the most subtle symbols which we possess and our human fabric depends on them.
In a happy marriage there is a continuous dense magnetic sense of communication.
So we live; a spirit that broods and hovers over the continual death of time, the lost meaning, the unrecaptured moment, the unremembered face, until the final chop that ends all our moments and plunges that spirit back into the void from which it came.
Man's creative struggle, his search for wisdom and truth, is a love story.