All You Have To Do Is Desire

Loss Could Be Used As A Measure Of Beauty In A Woman.

Almost Everyone In Heaven Has Someone On Earth They Watch, A Loved One, A Friend Or Even A Stranger Who Was Once Kind, Who Offered Warm Food Or A Bright Smile When One Of Us Had Needed It. And When I Wasn’t Watching I Could Hear The Others Talking To Those They Loved On Earth: Just As Fruitlessly As Me, I’m Afraid. A One-sided Card Cajoling And Coaching Of The Young, A One Way Loving And Desiring Of Their Mates, A Single-sided Card That Could Never Get Signed.

A Lot Of People Ask Questions That They Don't Want To Answer Themselves, And If We're Honest About The Intimacy That We Have With Our Parents, You Wish Them The Best And You Wish Them The Worst More Than Anybody Else In The World. I Think Everyone Has Had A Moment In Their Life Where They Wished A Parent Ill, And I Think It's Perhaps A Very Romantic Idea That That Doesn't Happen.

The Damage Can Fester Under Layers Of Time And Change, And An Ignorant, Thoughtless Remark Can Easily Reopen The Wound.

These Things, She Felt, Were Not To Be Passed Around Like Disingenuous Party Favors. She Kept An Honor Code With Her Journals And Her Poems. 'inside, Inside,' She Would Whisper Quietly To Herself When She Felt The Urge To Tell.