Ocupation: Writer
Life: b. February 21, 1977
Birthday: February 21
Every parent who loses a child finds a way to laugh again. The timbre begins to fade. The edge dulls. The hurt lessens. Every love is carved from loss. Mine was. Yours is. Your great-great-great-children's will be. But we learn to live with that love.
source: "Everything Is Illuminated". Book by Jonathan Safran Foer, April 16, 2002.
topic: Hurt, Children, Loss, Everything Is Illuminated, Timbre