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It is interesting how people endure things.
I did not care about Joanne; she and William had been having an affair while we were married, and she had been a friend of mine. Her name never came up.
And I also understood: Grief is a private thing. God, is it a private thing.
that you never know the last time you pick up a child. Maybe you say “Oh, honey, you’re getting too big to be picked up” or something like that. But then you never pick them up again.
when I did a television show, how there was always something slightly false about it, the perkiness of the newscasters, the setting, the whole thing.
“It’s like some seizure is taking place around the world, and I’m just saying I think we’re headed for real trouble. We are just tearing each other up. I don’t know how long our democracy can work.”
It is a gift in this life that we do not know what awaits us.
could not stop the sense of sadness; it was a sadness that went so deep it was like it was a physical illness.
It was funny, but I felt that in my enclosed world I had somehow become worse about that—about my fears, I mean. I could not stop feeling that life as I had known it was gone.
“And you know that saying: Women grieve, and men replace.”
We are all in lockdown, all the time. We just don’t know it, that’s all. But we do the best we can. Most of us are just trying to get through.
