Finn Russell Quotes

rings. 40 “I’VE GOT MR. RUSSELL WITH ME,” Detective Norelli

Jane Russell! My physical therapist had never heard of her. “Gentlemen Prefer Blondes,” I said. “Not in my experience,” she replied. Bina’s younger; perhaps that’s it. All this was earlier today; before I could argue with her, she laced one of my legs over the other, capsized me onto my right side. The pain left me breathless. “Your hamstrings need this,” she assured me. “You bitch,” I gasped. She pressed my knee to the floor. “You’re not paying me to go easy on you.” I winced. “Can I pay you to leave?” Bina visits once a week to help me hate life, as I like to say, and to provide updates on her sexual adventures, which are about as exciting as my own. Only in Bina’s case it’s because she’s picky. “Half the guys on these apps are using five-year-old photos,” she’ll complain, her waterfall of hair poured over one shoulder, “and the other half are married. And the other half are single for a reason.” That’s three halves, but you don’t debate math with someone who’s rotating your spine.

Finn didn’t have to say that loss is a part of life and that we must press on anyhow. Or that knowing we could lose our loved ones at any moment helps us treasure them and keep life in its proper perspective.

I know what it’s like to lose someone,” Finn said, lowering his voice into that old gentle tone he used when discussing something private and sacred. “I also know from experience that if you keep this up, this reserved attitude, dwelling on your loss instead of what you still have in front of you, you’ll feel this way for the rest of your life. If I didn’t care about you, I wouldn’t say anything.

Finn had written me a letter shortly after Joanna died. “The time we get to spend with our loved ones is always limited,” he wrote. “It’s long or it’s short, but we celebrate the fact that we got to be with them and love them for a certain time, and that they loved us just as fiercely. We must dwell on that, rather than on what we no longer have.