I often feel the effects of people only after they leave me.

I could claim any number of high-flown reasons for writing, just as you can explain certain dogs behavior... But maybe, it’s that they’re dog, and that’s what dogs do.

I'm not good at small talk; I'm not good at big talk; and medium talk just doesn't come up.

Since his mother died I have seen him steam a cucumber thinking it was zucchini. That's the kind of thing that turns my heart right over.

Just once in my life--oh, when have I ever wanted anything just once in my life?

And I see that not touching for so long was a drive to the beach with the windows rolled up so the waves feel that much colder.

if it's true your life flashes past your eyes before you die, then it is also the truth that your life rushes forth when you are ready to start to truly be alive.