Her heartbeat was in her hands, her heart beat the way she moved her head, her whole body was her heart beating.

Life is a mess, Rose said. You can fix the mess human beings make, Rose said, But you can't fix the mess being human is.

I was wounded by a blow of love.

It's the responsibility of the survivor to tell the story.

We're all just in our bodies for a moment in our life. Such a brave and lovely act it is to let the body celebrate.

Her heartbeat was in her hands, her heart beat the way she moved her head, her whole body was her heart beating.

Life is absolutely, mysteriously beautiful.