Grief is natural,' she said. 'Overcoming it is a matter of choice.
Biology gives you a brain. Life turns it into a mind.
It was amazing how it worked: the tiniest bit of truth made credible the greatest lies.
During a warm winter rain ... the basins of her collarbones collected water.
It was possible to feel superior to other people and feel like a misfit at the same time.
She wanted a book to take her places she couldn't get to herself.