Once you get below the floor of our personal identities, we're all connected. Perhaps that's why we can move into others' lives.
A cliche is like a coin that has been handled too much. Once language has been overly handled, it no longer leaves a clear imprint.
Never apologize. Never explain.
We have no home, she told me. I am your home.
The stupid things you say in the rain, that can't ever be washed away.
purification in fire. public cremation