You'll get over it. It's the cliches that cause the trouble. To lose someone you love is to alter your life forever. You don't get over it, because 'it' is the person you loved. The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never closes. How could it? The articulateness of someone who mattered enough to grieve over is not made anodyne by death ( Read more... )

 
( NY Times )

( and an alternative perspective is appreciated. and to fill in the rest of the night that i missed. )

it fucking sucks to say goodbye.

"as sad as it sounds, what ultimately bonds us is, at heart, we are all lonely.

"The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, but wiser people so full of doubts." -Bertrand Russell

Vice President Shelly, Mr. Chief Justice, Delegates of the 21st Navajo Nation Council, leaders
and dignitaries, from near and far, my Navajo relatives, Ya’at’eeh…

One hundred sixty years ago, as the United States bridged a continent and laid claim to
everything within two distant shores, Navajos were known as a proud, fierce and independent people.

We ( Read more... )

It's been fifteen years at this writing since I first came across THE LORD OF THE RINGS in the stacks at the Carnegie Library in Pittsburgh.  I'd been looking for the book for four years, ever since reading W.H. Auden's review in the New York Times.  I think of that time now-and the years after, when the trilogy continued to be hard to find and ( Read more... )

"But still, though spurned, her love remains and grows on grief; her sleepless cares waste away her wretched form; she becomes gaunt and wrinkled and all moisture fades from her body into the air.  only her voice and her bones remain: then, only voice; for they saw that her bones were turned to stone.  She hides in woods and is seen no more upon ( Read more... )

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