The World Is Certainty A Sudden Place.

Love Is A Joint Experience Between Two Persons -- But The Fact That It Is A Joint Experience Does Not Mean That It Is A Similar Experience To The Two People Involved.

To Know Who You Are, You Have To Have A Place To Come From.

She Stood In Front Of The Mirror A Long Time, And Finally Decided She Either Looked Like A Sap Or Else She Looked Very Beautiful. One Or The Other.

The Closest Thing To Being Cared For Is To Care For Someone Else.

This Was Her, Mick Kelly, Walking In The Daytime And By Herself At Night. In The Hot Sun And In The Dark With All The Plans And Feelings. This Music Was Her—the Real Plain Her...this Music Did Not Take A Long Time Or A Short Time. It Did Not Have Anything To Do With Time Going By At All. She Sat With Her Arms Around Her Legs, Biting Her Salty Knee Very Hard. The Whole World Was This Symphony, And There Was Not Enough Of Her To Listen... Now That It Was Over There Was Only Her Heart Beating Like A Rabbit And This Terrible Hurt.