All grief, anyone's grief...is the weight of a sleeping child.
Anne Michaels, Fugitive Pieces.
“Trees, for example, carry the memory of rainfall. In their rings we read ancient weatherstorms, sunlight, and temperatures, the growing seasons of centuries. A forest shares a history, which each t...”
“Love makes you see a place differently, just as you hold differently an object that belongs to someone you love. If you know one landscape well, you will look at all other landscapes differently. A...”
“...when we say we're looking for a spiritual adviser, we're really looking for someone to tell us what to do with our bodies. Decisions of the flesh. We forget to learn from pleasure as well as pain.”
“Though the contradictions of war seem sudden and simultaneous, history stalks before it strikes. Something tolerated soon becomes something good.”
“Any given momentno matter how casual, how ordinaryis poised, full of gaping life.”
“History and memory share events; that is, they share time and space. Every moment is two moments.”
“Tears shed for another person are not a sign of weakness. They are a sign of a pure heart.”
“Without you in my arms, I feel an emptiness in my soul. I find myself searching the crowds for your face - I know it's an impossibility, but I cannot help myself.”
“So its true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.”