There is nothing worse than silence, strung like heavy beads on too delicate a conversation.

“Because the more you changed, the less of you there was.”

“How could you not want to draw breath one more day? How could your own life be …”

“He smiles at me, and I am suddenly seventeen again - the year I realize that lo…”

“Two thousand years ago the night sky looked completely different, and so when y…”