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‎I never wanted to have anything in my life that I couldn't stand losing. But it's too late for that.

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To world enough and time.

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I want my own bed, in my own apartment. Home sweet home. No place like home. Take me home, country roads. Home is where the heart is. But my heart is ...more

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It's hard being left behind. (...) It's hard to be the one who stays.

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The space that I can call mine, that isn't full of Henry, is so small that my ideas have become small.

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I won't ever leave you, even though you're always leaving me.

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I think about my mother singing after lunch on a Summer afternoon, twirling in blue dress across the floor of her dressing room

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Right now we are here, and nothing can mar our perfection, or steal the joy of this perfect moment.

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I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories, my knowledge of my mother wo...more

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Our love has been the thread through thelabyrinth, the net under the high-wire walker, the only real thing in this strange life of mine that I could e...more

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Clare, I want to tell you, again, I love you. Our love has been the thread through the labyrinth, the net under the high-wire walker, the only real th...more

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Martin said, "It feels as though part of my self has detached and gone to Amsterdam, where it—she—is waiting for me. Do you know about phantom-limb sy...more

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Have you ever found your heart's desire and then lost it? I had seen myself, a portrait of myself as a reader. My childhood: days home sick from schoo...more

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It’s dark now and I am very tired. I love you, always. Time is nothing.

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When the woman you live with is an artist, every day is a surprise. Clare has turned the second bedroom into a wonder cabinet, full of small sculpture...more