“He's like a lake. You assume it has great depths, pure undisturbed undiscoverable depths. You assume depths must be there because the… — Melanie Thernstrom Depths Copy Share Image
It was like sawdust, the unhappiness: it infiltrated everything, everything was a problem, everything made her cry - school, homework, boyfriends, the… — Melanie Thernstrom Cry Copy Share Image
