Don't you see what's happened? You wanted to be in love again. To feel that feeling where a man you hardly know gazes into your eyes and seems to be the only human being who ever understood the real you.
Nancy HoranIt's not good to live so much inside oneself. It's a self-imposed exile, really. It makes you different.
Nancy HoranHow small we humans are. All our scrambling around, trying to buttress ourselves against death. All our efforts to insulate ourselves against uncertainty with codes of behavior and meaningless busyness.
Nancy HoranI have been standing on the side of life, watching it float by. I want to swim in the river. I want to feel the current. -Loving Frank
Nancy HoranIt has always been on the written page that the world has come into focus for me. If I can piece all these bits of memory together with the diaries and letters and the scribbled thoughts that clutter my mind and bookshelves, then maybe I can explain what happened. Maybe the worlds I have inhabited for the past seven years will assume order and logic and wholeness on paper. Maybe I can tell my story in a way that is useful to someone else.
Nancy Horan