We learn from tragedy. Slowly.

“The day then trapped me in its iron bars of phone calls and meetings, letters t…”

“When we mourn those who die young – those who have been robbed of time – we wee…”

“Very odd, old age. Always knew it would happen, if I was lucky. I just didn't e…”

“There is an internal landscape, a geography of the soul; we search for its outl…”