There's a space at the bottom of an exhale, a little hitch between taking in and letting out that's a perfect zero you can go into. There's a rest point between the heart muscle's close and open - an instant of keenest living when you're momentarily dead. You can rest there.
Mary KarrIn my godless household, poems were the closest we came to sacred speech -- the only prayers said.
Mary KarrThe failures of other genres to provide an emotional connection with some of their characters and narratives gives memoir a toehold.
Mary Karr