She Had The Revelation One Sunday That

And Realized That Death Was Not Only A Permanent Probability, As He Had Always Believed, But An Immediate Reality.

We Had Made Love Without Love, Half-dressed Most Of The Time And Always In The Dark So We Could Imagine Ourselves As Better Than We Were.

The War Is In The Mountains,” He Said. “for As Long As I Can Remember, They Have Killed Us In The Cities With Decrees, Not With Bullets.

Life Is Not What One Lived, But What One Remembers And How One Remembers It In Order To Recount It

For Those Who May Be Hurting Over Lost Love: Don't Cry Because It Is Over... Smile Because It Happened.