I´m a stranger in a strange land.

Death is the great gamer with a sleeve of tricks.

His own life seemed so solitary, a fragile column supporting nothing amidst the wreckage of the years.

I have never gone to a doctor in my adult life, feeling instinctively that doctors meant either cutting or, just as bad, diet.

The music left only this bad hurt in her, and a blankness. She could not remember any of the symphony, not even the last few notes. She tried to remember, but no sound at all came to her. Now that it was over there was only her heart like a rabbit and this terrible hurt.

People, unless they are nilly-willy or very sick, cannot be taken into the hands and be changed overnight into somthing more worth-while and profitable.

I want - I want - I want - was all that she could think about - but just what this real want was she did not know.