I am connected to eternity and I am part of everything and although I am with all of it, I am still different from anything and everything.
— JENNY SLATES, ‘LITTLE WEIRDS’
I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you when I sit alone,
or wake at night alone,
I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to you again,
I am to see it that I do not lose you.
— WALT WHITMAN, “TO A STRANGER”
“Something’s died in me,”
she goes.
“It took a long time for it to do it, but it’s dead. You’ve killed something, just like you’d took an axe to it. Everything is dirt now.”
― WHAT WE TALK ABOUT WHEN WE TALK ABOUT LOVE