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The Moon Versus Us Ever Sleeping Together Again

I sit here, an arch-villain of romance, thinking about you. Gee, I’m sorry I made you unhappy, but there was nothing I could do about it because I have to be free. Perhaps everything would have been different if you had stayed at the table or asked me to go out with you to look at the moon, instead of getting up and leaving me alone with her.

—Richard Brautigan, again, again

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Then Leslie.

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Me: Have you had the experience of being the advocate of a very sick loved one?

Noelani: I haven't, but it is on my very long list of greatest fears.

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For Mom

I live in the Twentieth Century  and you lie here beside me. You  were unhappy when you fell asleep.  There was nothing I could do about  it. I felt hopeless. Your face  is so beautiful that I cannot stop  to describe it, and there's nothing  I can do to make you happy while  you sleep.

—Richard Brautigan

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He is very religious. He was like, 'God gave my this ass', and I believe him.

— Hommeboys

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"I thought you said you are interesting."

"No, I said I am into resting."

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One way or the other.

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One morning as I was leaving, the director said I didn't have to leave the set anymore. What happened? Why did they change their ways of treating me? I came to the realization that it was because I had a mother. My mother spoke highly of me, and to me. But more important, whether they met her or simply heard about her, she was there with me. She had my back, supported me. This is the role of the mother, and in that visit I really saw clearly, and for the first time, why a mother is really important. Not just because she feeds and also loves and cuddles and even mollycoddles a child, but because in an interesting and maybe an eerie and unworldly way, she stands in the gap. She stands between the unknown and the known. In Stockholm, my mother shed her protective love down around me and without knowing why people sensed that I had value.

—Maya Angelou

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Home with a camera.

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“He said nothing. I knew when I saw him that it would be useless to ask anything while he was in that state...He explained when we were smaller that when things were very bad his soul just crawled behind his heart and curled up and went to sleep. When it awoke, the fearful thing had gone away...I also had to swear that when his soul was sleeping I would never try to wake it, for the shock might make it go to sleep forever.”

—Maya Angelou

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Mother's beauty made her powerful and her power made her unflinchingly honest.

—Maya Angelou