You ever think about this? Every year you live, you pass the anniversary of your death. Now you don't know what day it is, of course.

Home is the place that'll catch you when you fall. And we all fall.

Novalee watched his lips shape the words...the sounds, like whispered secrets, hanging in the air.

Come on, Forney.' Novalee, it's a parasite.' But it's a tradition.' It's a parasite! And you expect people yo stand under it and kiss?' Yes! it's what people do with mistletoe.

You're dying right now. Right this minute.' He looked at his watch, said, 'Right this second,' then tapped it with his finger. 'See there? That second passed. It's gone. Not gonna come again. And while I'm talking to you, every second I'm talking, a second is passing. Gone. Count them up. Count them down. They're gone. Each one bringing you closer to your dying time.

She always set three alarms for fear that the first employees to arrive would discover her sleeping - a Goldilocks without her bears

Our lives can change with every breath we take.