In the end maybe what marriage offered was the determination of one's burial site.

It's all a big old chain. There isn't one unconnected link.

It was impossible not to admire him, not to want to do something to contain that kind of beauty- drink him, ingest him, sneak into his shirt and hide for the rest of one's natural life.

We all need people to tell us that we were the ones who had been deeply wronged.

The magical descriptions of Italy and hilarious observations about love, travel, natives and foreigners in Love in Idleness are but a few of its many pleasures. Amanda Craig has created a hot shimmery climate in which a cast of old friends, quirky family members and naughty children who make love potions come to know themselves and their hearts. A delightful brew.

It was about forgiving. I understood that forgiveness itself was strong, durable—like strands of a web weaving around us, holding us.

It is a rule of nature that taking a day off on the farm sets a person back at least a week.