Quotes from Eric Rill

Saul may be the one with Alzheimer's, but I'm the one suffering a long and miserable life.

It's funny how death sometimes spawns renewed friendships. Maybe that's God's way of compensating the next of kin for their loss.

to speak to you—in

The nurse told me I could

Florence is an old soul—I'm sure she has been here on earth many times before this incarnation.

He was more upset than I have ever seen him. He insisted on my having an abortion. "What would my friends think of a good Jewish girl getting knocked up?" he screamed. "What would they think of your little princess having an abortion?" I retorted.

It was eleven forty-five, overcast, fourteen degrees above zero, and damp. Cold for any month of the year, even January. The forecast called for a major snowstorm. They said it was moving in from Chicago. Ten to fifteen inches by nightfall. It was not the best day to be standing outside, but the congressman from Arizona was oblivious to the weather.

No," I said, "I don't remember." But my best guess is, so far at least, that I only have Sometimer's, not Alzheimer's.

brain is like a shortwave radio, mostly static that occasionally finds the station, but even then the sound isn't always clear.

Maybe I should have been more appreciative of what we did have together. Sometimes I ask myself what gave me the right to judge him? Did I do what I could in this marriage? So many questions and so few answers. But I guess I will have lots of time to think about them. Lots of time to reminisce. Lots of loneliness.