But hope is no less realistic than despair. It is still our choice whether to live in light or lie down in darkness.
Rick YanceyYou canโt force yourself to trust. So you put all your doubts in a little box and bury it deep and then try to forget where you buried it
Rick YanceyThe harder survival becomes, the more you want to pull together. And the more you want to pull together, the harder survival becomes.
Rick YanceyHe spreads his fingers over my heart, like heโs holding it, like it belongs to him, the hard-fought-for territory heโs won fair and square.
Rick YanceyPerhaps that is our doom, our human curse, to never really know one another. We erect edifices in our minds about the flimsy framework of word and deed, mere totems of the true person, who, like the gods to whom the temples were built, remains hidden. We understand our own construct; we know our own theory; we love our own fabrication. Still . . . does the artifice of our affection make our love any less real?
Rick Yancey