“There was an end to weeping. Mourning, however, ebbed and surged but never ceased flowing.”

“There was an end to weeping. Mourning, however, ebbed and surged but never ceased flowing.”

“History is not just facts and events. History is also a pain in the heart and we repeat history until we are able to make another's pain in the heart our own.”

“There was an end to weeping. Mourning, however, ebbed and surged but never ceased flowing.”

“How can I love you if I don't know what hurts you?”

“Silence was not the absence of sound but was itself a sound that could be loud or soft, soothing or disturbing, complex or simple.”

“He took the box but did not avail himself of a tissue. She understood. Sometimes it was comforting to feel the wetness of grief's tears on your face.”

“... the object of learning was not to build a better mousetrap but to ask a better question.”

“Often, the human animal dresses terror in rage, and expresses both in a way unlike either.”

“Goodness was not a trait you acquired”