Lydia Davis, Can't And Won't: Stories Quotes
Sometimes the grief was nearby, waiting, just barely held back, and I could ignore it for a while. But at other times it was like a cup that was always full and kept spilling over.
Once she was gone, every memory was suddenly precious, even the bad ones, even the times I was irritated with her, or she was irritated with me. Then it seemed a luxury to be irritated.
If they finally move, is it because they are warm enough, or is it that they are stiff, or bored?
They do sometimes protest...At these times, she sounds authoritative. But she has no authority.
She knows she is in Chicago. But she does not yet realize that she is in Illinois.