I think you would like Warren. He drinks Courvoisier in a Coke can, and has a laugh like you'd find in a cartoon bubble.
Amy HempelJust once in my life--oh, when have I ever wanted anything just once in my life?
Amy HempelHe wondered how we know that what happens to us isn't good.
Amy HempelA five-hour flight works out to three days and nights on land, by rail, from sea to shining sea.
You can chalk off the hours on the back of the seat ahead. But seventy-some hours will not seem so long to you if you tell yourself first: This is where I am going to be for the rest of my natural life.
I think of the chimp, the one with the talking hands.
In the course of the experiment, that chimp had a baby. Imagine how her trainers must have thrilled when the mother, without prompting, began to sign her newborn.
Baby, drink milk.
Baby, play ball.
And when the baby died, the mother stood over the body, her wrinkled hands moving with animal grace, forming again and again the words: Baby, come hug, Baby come hug, fluent now in the language of grief.
Tag: grief
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When my mother died, my father's early widowhood gave him social cachet he would not have had if they had divorced. He was a bigger catch for the sorrow attached.
Amy HempelI exaggerated even before I began to exaggerate, because it's true — nothing is ever quite as bad as it could be.
Amy HempelThe other day I was playing Scrabble. I saw that I could close the space in D-E- -Y. I had an N and an F. Which do you think I chose? What was the word I made?
Amy HempelLook at me. My concerns-are they spiritual, do you think, or carnal? Come on. We've read our Shakespeare.
Amy HempelI meet a person, and in my mind I'm saying three minutes; I give you three minutes to show me the spark.
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