I don’t want to say it, I truly don’t, but if you’ve gone this far I suppose it’s obvious that what was ignited when I loved you continues to burn. But that’s of small importance...

It was only vanity and discouragement that sometimes made me feel alone with my endless love, but now that I was taking one of the risks my heart had urged upon me I could also...

I never felt so large and important as I did when being in love was everything. I saw you walking a foot above the earth and I remembered that was where I used to walk.

I thought of my mother (…). Freud wrote that no man is secure in the love of his mother can ever be a failure. Well, I had been busy proving that theory wrong.

He welcomes the chance to do fatherly things with the little girl, and those ten morning minutes with dear little four-year-old Ruby, with her deep soulful eyes, and the wondrous things she sees with them,...

All of us have two minds, a private one, which is usually strange, I guess, and symbolic, and a public one, a social one. Most of us stream back and forth between those two minds,...

Love gives us a heightened consciousness through which to apprehend the world, but anger gives us a precise, detached perception of its own.

It was a once in a lifetime thing. I hate to think it but I bet it’s true. It’s too bad for us that our once in a lifetime happened when were too young to...

Like you and me,” said Jade. “How we used to be.””What do you mean? Crazy?””Living on our own world. Believing what we felt was separate from everything else. We couldn’t do anything except be together...

I wanted to tell you that the man who is your father, the man who gave you life, has found a woman who is in heaven when she’s in his arms.

All I wanted was what I’d already had. That exultation, that love. It was my one real home; I was a visitor everywhere else.

The only things I regret, and the only things I’ll ever regret are things I didn’t do. In the end, that’s what we mourn. The paths we didn’t take. The people we didn’t touch.