If you haven't got it, you can't show it. If you have got it, you can't hide it.

The spirit of the marriage left the bedroom and took to living in the parlor.

Look lak she been livin' through uh hundred years in January without one day of spring.

I made up my mind to keep my feelings to myself since they did not seem to matter to anyone else but me.

She stood there until something fell off the shelf inside her. Then she went inside there to see what it was. It was her image of Jody tumbled down and shattered. But looking at it she saw that it never was the flesh and blood figure of her dreams. Just something she had grabbed up to drape her dreams over.

Some people could look at a mud puddle and see an ocean with ships.

From barren brown stems to glistening leaf-buds; from the leaf-buds to snowy virginity of bloom…It was like a flute song forgotten in another existence and remembered again. What? How? Why? This singing she heard that had nothing to do with her ears. The rose of the world was breathing out smell. It followed her through all her waking moments and caressed her in her sleep.