“I remember my wife in white. I remember her walking toward me on our wedding day, a bouquet of red flowers in… — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
“The unexpected thing, the miraculous thing, is when a car that's been shattered in a crash, that's been left in the rain… — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
Perhaps she saw before her a lifetime of walking on the ruined earth and chose instead a single moment in the air. — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
“And sitting here now, with all of Lexy's dreams in my lap, I realize there are things about her I will never… — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
“It is not the content of our dreams that gives our second heart is dark color: it's the thoughts that go through… — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
“It occurs to me for the first time that Lorelei is getting older—she must be eight years old by now—and that I… — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
“You may know that a cascade of water can wear away stone, but you can't predict what shape the rock will take… — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
There would be hard times, but what did I care if we had hard times? The branches of my love were wide,… — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
“Suicide is just a moment, Lexy told me. This is how she described it to me. For just a moment, it doesn't… — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
“Perhaps, and this is where my breath catches in my throat, perhaps she let herself fall. The day was hers to choose… — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
Because for most of us, suicide is a moment we'll never choose. It's only for people like Lexy, who know they might… — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
“Anyway, I thought, it's wishful thinking, all this talk of ghosts. If the dead wandered among us, their spirits still present on this earth,… — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
“Walking out of the store with my parrot & sushi, I feel hideous, like everything I've done must be written on my skin. I… — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
“That's the fundamental flaw in the illusion that writers like to maintain, the idea that we can craft anything approaching the truth. No matter… — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
How can it be, I wondered, that we can be lying in bed next to a person we love wholly and helplessly, a person… — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
“This is happening; this is not fiction. And the thing about life? It doesn't have texture at all. Go ahead, feel the space around… — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
“I remember my wife in white. I remember her walking toward me on our wedding day, a bouquet of red flowers in her hand,… — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
The conclusion I have reached is that, above all, dogs are witnesses. They are allowed access to our most private moments. They are there… — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
It's true, isn't it, that each of us has two hearts? The secret heart, curled behind like a fist, living gnarled and shrunken beneath… — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
The simplest thing that can be said about any person, any relationship, is that it's not simple at all. — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
“The unexpected thing, the miraculous thing, is when a car that's been shattered in a crash, that's been left in the rain to rust… — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
What's it like, Lexy? You wake up and you feel - what? Heaviness, an ache inside, a weight, yes. A soft crumpling of the… — Carolyn Parkhurst Copy Share Image
