It's embarrassing. . . you try to overthrow the government and you wind up on the Best Seller's List.
He'd kept this silence because his own secrets were darker, more hidden, and because he believed that his secrets had created hers.
Photography is all about secrets. The secrets we all have and will never tell.
You can't spend the rest of your life tiptoeing around to try and avert disaster. It won't work. You'll just end up missing the life you have.
It wasn't right. He knew that, but it was like falling: once you started you couldn't stop until something stopped you.
Lately, the world felt fragile, like a blown egg, as if it might shatter beneath a careless touch.
. . . and the distance between them, millimeters only, the space of a breath, opened up and deepened, became a cavern at whose edge he stood.
Prayer brings to us blessings which we need, and which only God can give, and which prayer can alone convey to us. . . Prayer is simply asking God to do for us what he has promised us he will do if we ask him.
After all my various relationships I find myself now home alone.
I don't license everywhere. I take care of my name.
If you are a reporter trying to find out what the hell's going on in government now, you have a devilish time. It is murder to set up an interview. It is murder to get someone's phone number. It's murder to be able to get in and talk to someone without a handler being present to chill it, or who doesn't insist upon questions in advance.