“the hoursplink past like water from a window a/c. we sweat it out, teach ourselves to wait. silently, lazily, collapse happens.”

“It is by teaching that we teach ourselves.”

“there are no houses to wife. only window seats to occupy when the weather needs changing & waters to flow past our ankles on Sundays as we fish.”

“Remembering our past, carrying it around with us always, may be the necessary requirement for maintaining, as they say, the wholeness of the self. To ensure that the self doesn’t shrink, to see that it holds on to its volume, memories have to be watered like potted flowers, and the watering calls for regular contact with the witnesses of the past, that is to say, with friends. They are our mirror; our memory; we ask nothing of them but that they polish the mirror from time to time so we can look at ourselves in it.”

“In life, everything awaits in the shadows for the suitable time to come out! All wait silently in the nooks! Observe the shadows and the nooks to guess what will happen!”

“The only constant in our marriage is the edge of the cliff we're hanging on to, killing time until we tire ourselves out and give in to our inevitable collapse.”