A man in a desert can hold absence in his cupped hands knowing it is something more than water. There is a plant whose heart, if one cuts it out is replaced with fluid containing herbal goodness. Every morning one can drink the liquid amount of the missing heart.

What began it all was the bright bone of a dream I could hardly hold onto.

Every immigrant family, it seems, has someone who does not belong in the new country they have come to. It feels like permanent exile to that one brother or wife who cannot stand a silent fate in Boston or London or Melbourne. I’ve met many who remain haunted by the persistent ghost of an earlier place.

This was the time in her life that she fell upon books as the only door out of her cell. They became half her world.

Jung was absolutely right about one thing. We are occupied by gods. The mistake is to identify with the god occupying you.

I'll be looking at the moon, but I'll be seeing you.

A man in a desert can hold absence in his cupped hands, knowing it is something that feeds him more than water.