All Love Stories Are Tales Of Beginnings.

Time Doesn’t Obey Our Commands. You Cannot Make It Holy Just Because It Is Disappearing.

Television Has Never Known What To Do With Grief, Which Resists Narrative: The Dramas Of Grief Are Largely Internal - For The Bereaved, It Is A Chaotic, Intense, Episodic Period, But The Chaos Is By And Large Subterranean, And Easily Appears Static To The Friendly Onlooker Who Has Absorbed The Fact Of Loss And Moved On.

Be Patient With Yourself. Don't Make The Loss Harder By Thinking You Should Be A Certain Way, Or Have Bounced Back, Etc.

Grief Is At Once A Public And A Private Experience. One's Inner, Inexpressible Disruption Cannot Be Fully Realized In One's Public Persona.

I'm Not Much Like My Mother; That Role Falls To My Brothers, Who Have More Of Her Blithe And Freewheeling Spirit.