Your life feels different on you, once you greet death and understand your heart's position. You wear your life like a garment from the mission bundle sale ever after - lightly because you realize you never paid nothing for it, cherishing because you know you won't ever come by such a bargain again.
Louise ErdrichOld love, middle love, the kind of love that knows itself and knows that nothing lasts, is a desperate shared wildness.
Louise ErdrichI got well by talking. Death could not get a word in edgewise, grew discouraged, and traveled on.
Louise Erdrich