“Mist rose around us like the souls of drowned sailors, and the only sound was the muted hollow music of waves moving… — Heidi Heilig Copy Share Image
“I was a closed book, a rolled map, a dark territory, uncharted; I was surprised by my urgency, but after all, to be known… — Heidi Heilig Copy Share Image
“Dressed that way, he looked almost like any other New Yorker. It was only he nervous shifting of his eyes that hinted at discomfort,… — Heidi Heilig Copy Share Image
“We have shelves full of maps of places that only used to exist. Everything unique is vanishing.” — Heidi Heilig Copy Share Image
“Sometimes a person has to let go of something to take hold of something else. You always have to choose what's more important.” — Heidi Heilig Copy Share Image
“But, as was so often the case, the reality was different from what I’d imagined.” — Heidi Heilig Copy Share Image
“Sometimes a person has to let go of something to take hold of something else.” — Heidi Heilig Copy Share Image
“Last night, there had been so much to say, but tomorrow had become today, and everything was different.” — Heidi Heilig Copy Share Image
“Mist rose around us like the souls of drowned sailors, and the only sound was the muted hollow music of waves moving along the… — Heidi Heilig Copy Share Image
