The secret was a hole in the middle of me that every happy thing fell into.
I saw Herschel and he saw me and we stood next to each other because that is what friends do in the presence of evil or love.
Love me, because love doesn't exist, and I have tried everything that does.
Feeding my children is not like feeding myself: it matters more.
It seems entirely possible to me that horrible things can be going on without us becoming horrible people.
Books are slow, books are quiet. The Internet is fast and loud.