There will never come a time when I will be able to resist my emotions.

Can you stop your mother from singing to you? Who would do such a thing?

Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that. And living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on Earth.

You know, some people fall right through the hole in their lives. Its invisible, but they come to it after time, never knowing where.

To love another another human in all of her splendor and imperfect perfection , it is a magnificent task...tremendous and foolish and human.

I knew each person's delusion, the places their records had scratched, where the sounds repeated.

In our own beginnings, we are formed out of the body's interior landscape. For a short while, our mothers' bodies are the boundaries and personal geography which are all that we know of the world...Once we no longer live beneath our mother's heart, it is the earth with which we form the same dependent relationship, relying...on its cycles and elements, helpless without its protective embrace.