I Get Very Involved In The Internal

When You Are Sixteen You Do Not Know What Your Parents Know, Or Much Of What They Understand, And Less Of What's In Their Hearts. This Can Save You From Becoming An Adult Too Early, Save Your Life From Becoming Only Theirs Lived Over Again--which Is A Loss. But To Shield Yourself--as I Didn't Do--seems To Be An Even Greater Error, Since What's Lost Is The Truth Of Your Parents' Life And What You Should Think About It, And Beyond That, How You Should Estimate The World You Are About To Live In.

Things Happen When People Are Not Where They Belong, And The World Moves Forward And Back By That Principle.

And I Think That In Myself (and Perhaps Evident In What I Write) Fear Of Loss And The Corresponding Instinct To Protect Myself Against Loss Are Potent Forces.

I Realized I Loved You, And I Didn't Want To Be Married To Somebody I Didn't Love. I Wanted To Be Married To You. It Isn't All That Complicated.

The Pace Of Life Feels Morally Dangerous To Me.