To see Sridevi making tea in Boney Kapoor's kitchen was a huge letdown. I won't forgive him because he brought the angel down from heaven to the kitchen of his apartment.

I think a lot about when times were simpler, when I was still dancing and living with my parents. I really miss living at home sometimes. I get really sad.

There are people who have an appetite for grief; pleasure is not strong enough and they crave pain. They have mithridatic stomachs which must be fed on poisoned bread, natures so doomed that no...

Minli suddenly thought of Ma and Ba. A wave of longing washed through her and a dryness caught in her throat that the tea could not moisten. Where the Mountain Meets the Moon.

I remember a new heaviness in my body, but maybe that's the work of time and my looking back.

I cannot love, I want to be alone. I will not love, I want to be alone.

Dan smiled at me with lips still moist from mine. I have seen clouds part for the sun. I have seen rainbows. I have seen flowers in the morning, covered in dew, and I have seen sunsets so brilliant...

Black funeral dress. Black heels. Black headband in my hair. Death has a style all it's own. I'm glad I don't have to wear it very often.

Bells ringing with no sound Laughter with no voice Happiness lost without being found Making love with no noise

Dear Natasha,It's the middle of the night. I can't sleep. Thoughts are creeping through my head like darkness slips around the bodies of sky scrapers in every city we've ever been to. From the bottom...

Tonight, It's not about You, Tonight It's about Me, It's about How Your absence troubles me, It's about How I hide all of this Hurt. Tonight it's not about Love, Tonight it's about separations, it's...

And yet he found comfort in the absence of telling.

unheard and unseen { protected } from the vision of what we would look cute together really means words do { lie } amongst the lol's and just kiddings { hearts } lay awake dreaming nightmares of...

Never did. He knew it and loved me, anyway. I imagine you're wondering why I'm mailing you my wedding dress. {Yes, that is indeed my infamous wedding dress.} I suspect the sight of it has put the fear...

He had wished me well in finding my own fate to follow, and I never doubted his sincerity. But it had taken me years to accept that his absence in my life was a deliberate finality, an act he had...

She'd been imagining for the last fifteen or more years that if you disappeared, if you abandoned a wife and child, you did so for a better life: more happiness, more sex, more money, more of whatever...

Summer's heat had never really arrived, nor the cold in its turn, and everything living now seemed to yearn for sun with the anguish of the unloved. The world of sensible seasons had come undone.

It was a farewell. Not a good-bye, but a fare... well. and he had the sense they would.

It was hard to leave. But it was impossible to stay. He was leaving from choice because he was young and energetic and adventurous and had long wanted to carve a life of his own. He was going to new...

Rob sat out on the curb in front of the motel room and waited for Sistine to come back from using the phone.

"I've cared for heaps of people, but not to marry them,' she said. 'I suppose I'm too fastidious. All my life I've wanted somebody I could look up to, somebody great and big and splendid. Most men are...

I read The Great Gatsby. It is one of my favorite books and I had taken it out of the library in hopes that it would cheer me up; of course, it only made me feel worse, since in my own humorless state...

I wonder can I carry on with the speed of the world without you in it.

Give me homesickness. Give me nostalgic childhood yearnings.

But the old cripple never knew the joy of cradling a child in his own arms.

For how long can one maintain total vigilance? For how long can love last, in isolation, without sinking crushed beneath its own pressure?