Alice Sebold Quotes

She Told Her Journal About Me Passing By Her In The Parking Lot, About How On That Night I Had Touched Her-literally, She Felt It, Reached Out. What I Had Looked Like Then. How She Dreamed About Me. How She Had Fashioned The Idea That A Spirit Could Be A Sort Of Second Skin For Someone, A Protective Layer Somehow. How Maybe If She Was Assiduous She Could Free Us Both. I Would Read Over Her Shoulder As She Wrote Down Her Thoughts And Wonder If Anyone Might Believe Her One Day.
When She Was Imagining Me, She Felt Better, Less Alone, More Connected To Something Out There. To Someone Out There. She Saw The Corn Field In Her Dreams, And A New World Opening, A World Where Maybe She Could Find A Foothold Too.
"You're A Really Good Poet Ruth," She Imagined Me Saying, And Her Journal Would Release Her Into A Daydream Of Being Such A Good Poet That Her Words Had The Power To Resurrect Me.

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