"We cannot get from anyone else the things we need to fill the endless terrible need, not to be dissolved, not to sink back into sand, heat, broom, air, thinnest air.
So we revolve around each other and our dreams collide. It is embarrasing that it should be so hard.
Look out the window in any weather. We ae part of all that glamour, drama, change, and should not be ashamed.
- Ellen Gilchrist