She wanted nothing more than someone to miss, to touch, with whom to speak like a child, with whom to be a child.

She maintained a careful balance by her window, never allowing the men to come too close, never allowing them to stray too far.

Marriage is like a chess match is initiated and the board expands over time until it takes up all of a life.

Chickens can do many things, but they cannot make sophisticated deals with humans.

Or maybe what he fears is just the opposite: that nobody is looking; that his death, like his life, is without purpose; that there is neither greater good nor evil--only people living and dying because their bodies function and then do not; that the universe is a rip.

I am sure people tell you this constantly but if you looked up 'incredibly beautiful' in the dictionary there would be a picture of you.

I wanted to tell her everything, maybe if I'd been able to, we could have lived differently, maybe I'd be there with you now instead of here. Maybe... if I'd said, 'I'm so afraid of losing something I love that I refuse to love anything,' maybe that would have made the impossible possible. Maybe, but I couldn't do it, I had buried too much too deeply inside me. And here I am, instead of there.