Kindle Notes & Highlights
I know her so well, I think. I thought. Elbow and ankle. Mood and desire. Anguish and frolic. Anger too. And the devotions. And for all that, do we even begin to know each other? Who is this I’ve been living with for thirty years?
You come to know the one against the other. You measure till the meanings coincide.
If there are lives to come, I think they might be a little easier than this one.