How can it be that there is such a colossal gap between what we think we know about grief and mourning and what we actually find out when it comes to us?

Today we fight. Tomorrow we fight. The day after, we fight. And if this disease plans on whipping us, it better bring a lunch, 'cause it's gonna have a long day doing it.

I've attempted to flood the path with light where I could, and where I could not I've wanted at least to hold up a candle so that others coming this way might not stumble too painfully.

How incredibly far our lives drift from where we knew with all certainty they would go. How little today resembles what yesterday thought it would look like.

I will bear this grief, I will endure it. I will reach a point where it doesn't kick me down an abyss whenever I turn my back on it.

A kind of Providence keeps us blind to the intensity of suffering so as to keep us sane, until that day when the suffering is our own or that of someone we love beyond imagining.

The sympathy which is reverent with what it cannot understand is worth its weight in gold. 69 L

[He] had riposted with the proper metaphysical statements, yet he was disturbed.

It is fatal to be a man or woman pure and simple

When we attempt to exercise power or control over someone else, we cannot avoid giving that person the very same power or control over us.

Once, if I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed.

The wild bird that flies so lone and far has somewhere its nest and brood. A little fluttering heart of love impels its wings, and points its course. There is nothing so solitary as a solitary man.

It's interesting to speculate how it developed that in two of the most anti-feminist institutions, the church and the law court, the men are wearing the dresses.

If you close the door to the things you feel comfortable with, you will never discover the truth about yourself.

It actually has transcended my career at the Geographic, so that when my career there ended, I had momentum as a teacher, and a belief in photographic education at the workshop level.

A power is passing from the earth.