She was an artist. She held opposites in her mind.
For, how else to seize such an instant? How to shout out into the empty air just the right words, and on cue? Frame a moment to last a lifetime?
At heart, of course, a story itself is consolation's instrument.
When people realize they are being listened to, they tell you things.
The ways in which things are superficially similar but also distinct is interesting to me.
The art of living your life has a lot to do with getting over loss. The less the past haunts you, the better.