Sadness is all about bunch of feeling want to dissolve instantly..

Natural forces within us are the true healers of disease.

We always have choices. Isn’t that what Dante teaches us?

She closed her eyes and tried desperately to swim through the mist that enveloped her memories. She was near here and then she wasn’t. She was whole and then she was wounded. Forever scarred. And in between? Unknowable, it seemed. Absolutely unknowable.

Food is a gift and should be treated reverentially--romanced and ritualized and seasoned with memory.

A term came to her that they used on occasion at the shelter: the double bind...They used the expression in much the same way that they would use a term like catch-22.

Did you know that a lot of Emily Dickinson’s poems can be sung to the theme from Gilligan’s Island? Not kidding, this is totally legit.

I love it when the snowflakes are flying like butterflies.

Now it is you who everyone presumes is so fragile. Wounded. Scarred. Maybe they’re right. Perhaps you are. A nursery rhyme comes into your head, and, like an egg, you allow yourself to topple onto your side, your legs still pulled hard against your torso. You lie like that a long while, watching the chrome shell of the tape measure sparkle until the sun moves.

Chris Bohjalian

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Written By Chris Bohjalian

Written By Chris Bohjalian

Written By Chris Bohjalian

Written By Chris Bohjalian

Written By Chris Bohjalian

Written By Chris Bohjalian

Written By Chris Bohjalian

Written By Chris Bohjalian

Written By Chris Bohjalian

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