To Transform Experience And Thought Into Language

You Could Not Be Filled With Hate And Be Beautiful. Like Any Other Girl, I Wanted To Be Beautiful. But I Was Filled With Hate.

Like A Medical Procedure,' Ruth Said. 'intricate Surgery Is Needed To Patch Up The Planet.

The Moon Is Whole All The Time, But We Can’t Always See It. What We See Is An Almost Moon Or Not-quite Moon. The Rest Is Hiding Just Out Of View, But There’s Only One Moon, So We Follow It In The Sky. We Plan Our Lives Based On Its Rhythms And Tides.

"when The Dead Are Done With The Living, The Living Can Go On To Other Things," Franny Said. "what About The Dead?" I Asked. "where Do We Go?"

Almost Everyone In Heaven Has Someone On Earth They Watch, A Loved One, A Friend Or Even A Stranger Who Was Once Kind, Who Offered Warm Food Or A Bright Smile When One Of Us Had Needed It. And When I Wasn’t Watching I Could Hear The Others Talking To Those They Loved On Earth: Just As Fruitlessly As Me, I’m Afraid. A One-sided Card Cajoling And Coaching Of The Young, A One Way Loving And Desiring Of Their Mates, A Single-sided Card That Could Never Get Signed.