You missed a lot of heartache, sure. But David, you missed a lot of joy.
This was her life. Not the life she had once dreamed of, not a life her younger self would ever have imagined or desired, but the life she was living, with all its complexities. This was her life, built with care and attention, and it was good.
Twin threads ran through her: fear and excitement.
You can't stop time. You can't capture light. You can only turn your face up and let it rain down.
Music is like you touch the pulse of the world. Music is always happening, and sometimes you get to touch it for a while, and when you do you know that everything's connetcted to everything else.
All that sunny afternoon, traveling north and east, Caroline believed absolutely in the future. And why not? For if the worst had already happened to them in the eyes of the world, then surely, surely, it was the worst that they left behind them now.
So something had begun, and now she could not stop it. Twin threads ran through her: fear and excitement. She could leave this place today. She could start a new life somewhere else.
He wished he had some kind of X-ray vision for the human heart.
No one could suspect the intricate mysteries of her heart.
Away from the bright motion of the party, she carried her sadness like a dark stone clenched in her palm.
That there were other worlds, invisible, unknown, beyond imagination even, was a revelation to him.
He'd kept this silence because his own secrets were darker, more hidden, and because he believed that his secrets had created hers.
Norah looked at her son's tiny face, surprised, as always, by his name. he had not grown into it yet, he still wore it like a wrist band, something that might easily slip off and disappear. She had read about people - where? she could not remember this either - who refused to name their children for several weeks, feeling them to be not yet of the earth, suspended still between two worlds.
But she had felt since childhod that her life would n ot be ordinary. A moment would come- she would know it when she saw it- and everything would change.
The thing is, I used to like that: feeling special because I knew something no one else did. It's a kind of power, isn't it, knowing a secret? But lately I don't like it so much, knowing this. It's not really mine to know, is it?
Her voice, high and clear, moved through the leaves, through the sunlight. It splashed onto the gravel, the grass. He imagined the notes falling into the air like stones into water, rippling the invisible surface of the world. Waves of sound, waves of light: his father had tried to pin everything down, but the world was fluid and could not be contained.
Norah watched him, serious and utterly absorbed in his task, overcome by the simple fact of his existence.
Each letter has a shape, she told them, one shape in the world and no other, and it is your responsibility to make it perfect.
Then she had been a fiancee, a young wife, and a mother, and she had discovered that these words were far too small ever to contain the experience.
His love for her was so deeply woven with resentment that he could not untangle the two.
Once, this whole world had been hidden beneath a shallow sea.
Either things grow and change or they die.
There was something not quite right about her eagerness, an eerie kind of voyeurism in her need for bad news.
In some deep place in her heart, Caroline had kept alive the silly romantic notion that somehow David Henry had once known her as no one else ever could. But it was not true. He had never even glimpsed her.
Paul, careening down the slide with his arms out flung, and Phoebe, present somehow through her absence.
Grief, it seemed, was a physical place.
They turned a distracted gaze on the world, wide-eyed, somehow, and questioning.
It seemed there was no end at all to the lies a person could tell, once she got started.
Photography is all about secrets. The secrets we all have and will never tell.
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