“I do not hold my breath waiting for the bell. I close my eyes and let the night be night and the smell be smell, and I practice the plain grace of staying.”

“It dawns on me that I deserve a little more.
A little more grace and understanding,
a little more acknowledgment of all that I am.
A little more of the good things.
I have already given myself enough of everything else.”

“You see, I am a great tragedy of love really. Once consumed of an extraordinary person, that is to say, I was once consumed extraordinarily. True love has both destroyed and contained me.”