The memories seem like snapshots from someone else’s life.

Everyone you trust, everyone you think you can count on, will eventually disappoint you.

Amazing how hope lives. Without air or water, with hardly anything at all to nurture it.

Please understand. Please forgive me. I prayed every day for you to be alive, until hope became painful. Don't hate me. I still love you.

i feel like a curtain has dropped away and i'm seeing people for who they really are, different, and sharp, and unknowable.

I reach out and grab her wrist. It feels impossibly tiny in my hand, like this one time I found a baby bird near goose Point, and I picked it up and it died there, taking its final gasping fluttering breaths in my palm.

The devil stole into the Garden of Eden. He carried with him the disease - amor deliria nervosa - in the form of a seed. It grew and flowered into a magnificent apple tree, which bore apples as bright as blood. -From Genesis: A Complete History of the World and the Known Universe, by Steven Horace, PhD, Harvard University