Now I wonder if it means that the future is a place, or like a place, that I could go to; that is go to in some way other than just getting older.

Is it sad to fancy David Tennant when you're dead?

The engagement ring is an emerald, and the dim light from the window is refracted green and white in it. The rings are silver, and they need cleaning. They need wearing, and I know just the girl to wear them.

The pain has left but I know that it has not gone far, that it is sulking somewhere in a corner or under the bed and it will jump out when I least expect it.

He would say her name over and over until it devolved into meaningless sounds - mah REI kuh, mah REI kuh - it became an entry in a dictionary of loneliness.

When it's over you look up: the world looks the same but you are somehow different and that feeling lingers for days.

Mama said, "Dreams are different to real life but important too."