Iโve always known that thereโs more going on inside me than finds its way into the world, but this is probably true of everyone. Who doesnโt regret that he isnโt more fully understood?
Richard RussoThe line of gray along the horizon is brighter now, and with the coming light I feel a certainty: that there is, despite our wild imaginings, only one life. The ghostly others, no matter how real they seem, no matter how badly we need them, are phantoms. The one life we're left with is sufficient to fill and refill our imperfect hearts with joy, and then to shatter them. And it never, ever lets up.
Richard Russo