"I used to do terrible things in my sorrow, but now I just sit down and talk to it. When we're very young and we are in despair, we think we will always be in despair. And it takes many years to recognize that there are cycles and to be patient. When I was eighteen years old, I wasn't patient with myself, with my sorrow, with other people. But with the years we learn, in very sad and terrible ways, to be more patient with everything, including our sorrow."
Mary Ruefle, from an interview in Bomblog, "something alight, something obscured"