We Stumble On, Thinks Jaslyn,

Memory Has A Heavy Backspin, Yet It’s Still Impossible To Land Exactly Where We Took Off.

If They Ask You To Stand Still, You Should Dance.

This Is Not My Life. These Are Not My Cobwebs. This Is Not The Darkness I Was Designed For.

That Was The Sort Of Everyday Love I Had To Learn To Contend With: If You Grow Up With It, It's Hard To Think You'll Ever Match It. I Used To Think It Was Difficult For Children Of Folks Who Really Loved Each Other, Hard To Get Out From Under That Skin Because Sometimes It's Just So Comfortable You Don't Want To Have To Develop Your Own.

Even If People Laughed At The Notion Of Goodness, If They Found It Sentimental, Or Nostalgic, It Didn't Matter -- It Was None Of Those Things, He Said, And It Had To Be Fought For.