“tragedy is suffering elevated into art, it’s art that helps humans endure—and sometimes even transcend—their suffering. It’s” — Jean Hegland Art Copy Share Image
“Humanism, he continued, leaning toward his colleagues with the zeal of his conviction even as he stumbled over his words, that holds… — Jean Hegland Faith Copy Share Image
“He knows a sweep of gratitude, soft as another voice, and so wide and deep he believes he might drown in it.” — Jean Hegland Gratitude Copy Share Image
“And humanism—that transcendent vision that spans centuries and religions in its celebration of reason, responsibility, art, and examined lives—has been tossed out… — Jean Hegland Dreams Copy Share Image
“They do not die ignorant of either their own follies or of life’s worth. Instead, they die in the fullest possible knowledge… — Jean Hegland Life Copy Share Image
“Beyond us I could see the mountains rising blue and hazy, and I knew I had only to cross them and keep… — Jean Hegland Dreams Copy Share Image
“In some ways we were more remote than strangers because strangers at least have the possibility of yet unmade connections.” — Jean Hegland Copy Share Image
“Each … breeze,” he says, watching the ripple of the bright, unfurling leaves, “will be me, missing. You.” Smiling” — Jean Hegland Copy Share Image
“It’s a physical urge, stronger than thirst or sex. Halfway back on the left side of my head there is a spot… — Jean Hegland Copy Share Image
It's a physical urge, huger and stronger than thirst or sex. Halfway back on the left side of my head there is… — Jean Hegland Bullets Copy Share Image
“It is the size of the characters’ desires that helps to make a sad story a tragedy.” — Jean Hegland Copy Share Image
This body is yours. No one can ever take it from you, if only you will accept yourself, claim it again--your arms,… — Jean Hegland Accept yourself Copy Share Image
“We heard the United States had a new president, that she was arranging for a loan from the Commonwealth to bail us… — Jean Hegland Chewing gum Copy Share Image
“We can never see our own faces directly, never look straight into our own eyes.” — Jean Hegland Copy Share Image
“Lord, what fools these mortals be! Wonder on till truth make all things plain A foolish heart, that I leave here behind… — Jean Hegland Death Copy Share Image
“The walls inside were charred from some ancient fire, blackened and lichened and weathered hard, smelling faintly of a smoke so old… — Jean Hegland Fire Copy Share Image
“Guy walks into the doctor’s office,” the clownish fool retorts, “says, ‘Doc, I’ve hurt my arm in several places.’ ‘So,’ his doctor… — Jean Hegland Medicine Copy Share Image
“It was right for his speech to be a failure, since what he had been defending was a lie.” — Jean Hegland Communication Copy Share Image
“So my sister dances and the dead house burns, and I scrawl these few last words by the light of its burning.… — Jean Hegland Last words Copy Share Image
“Thou wouldst not think how ill all’s here about my heart Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth I have of… — Jean Hegland Grief Copy Share Image
“I think unconsciously I was afraid that if she asked me how I felt, my unleashed grief and rage would kill us… — Jean Hegland Cancer Copy Share Image
