I think people see death as the hunter, but it's just the ticket taker, the timekeeper. It's the sound of a record playing in the background.
Elizabeth BergTags: death
I am so often struck by what we do not do, all of us. And I am also, now, so acutely aware of the quick passage of time, the way that we come suddenly to our own separate closures. It is as though a thing says, I told you. But you thought I was just kidding.
Elizabeth BergYou are where I unlock myself, where I say that I have often put down my wooden spoon to stare out the kitchen window to see the men I thought were magic for their story-telling or their way of walking, or the ones I was so strongly sexually attracted to, even though they weren't good people - at least not for me.
Elizabeth Bergmostly, you only make a change, the balding chinese man tells me. I stare at him for a moment, uncomprehending, wondering if perhaps he is offering advice,then realize he is talking about money: I am to make change .
― Elizabeth Berg, Open House
Whenever Sadie sees engagement rings, she feels a strange mix of emotions: a kind of excitement mixed
with a vague sadness. A longing for a speci??c kind of inclusion she both aspires to and fears. And, oddly, she feels a sense of failure, of
shame. She knows it’s nonsensical, but there it is, big inside her, this sense of having screwed everything up, of having lost something she
never had.
I like to listen to sad music when I’m sad. It seems honest. It makes me cry, and sometimes a
good cry is the only thing that can make you feel better.
People are stupid. Why are they so stupid? There is an algorithm for the way humans were designed: love and be loved. Follow it and
you’re happy. Fight against it and you’re not. It’s so simple, it’s hard to understand.
...what John likes best are the small and undramatic moments that make for a kind of easy comfort, for a feeling of being grounded in a
relationship.
You know, sometimes marriage is iron. Sometimes it’s tissue paper. And I
think the times it’s tissue paper are when you need to keep things to yourself. Or you can end up making a mistake that you’ll regret forever.
If you say something over and over again, it begins to lose it's meaning... Say anything enough times and it becomes gibberish.
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