We are aware only of the empty space in the forest, which only yesterday was filled with trees.
I find it next to impossible to remain politely silent when people prate to me about the glory of being given another chance to live happily ever after!
I'm glad I am a woman who once danced naked in the Mediterranean Sea at midnight.
I believe in joy, but I believe in the flip-side, agony.
Alcohol is a very patient drug. It will wait for the alcoholic to pick it up one more time.
My only true harmony lies deep within my soul, wherever that is. I know that somehow I am in tune with the universe.
My anger made me drink as an escape from reality, a way of forgetting. But you don't know when the medicinal effect ends and the poisoning begins. . . This is my sixth year of sobriety. Overcoming alcoholism has been my greatest challenge and my greatest reward.
No Western government has ever played the long-term in terms of foreign policy.
Sitting there with them, it was almost hard to remember when I first came to Perkins, so determined to remember to be a one-woman operation to the end. But that was the thing about taking help and giving it, or so I was learning; there was no such thing as really getting even. Instead, this connection, once opened, remained ongoing over time.
A schedule is a mock-up of reason and order - willed, faked, and so brought into being.
The first thing I do is take Polaroids of the sitter - 10 or 12 color Polaroids and eight or 10 black-and whites.