Mary Zimmerman

“A: The soul wanders in the dark, until it finds love. And so, wherever our love goes, there we find our soul.Q: It always happens?A: If we're lucky. And if we let ourselves be blind. Q: Instead of watching out?A: Instead of always watching out.”

“Let me die the moment my love dies. Let me not outlive my own capacity to love. Let me die still loving, and so, never die.”