We all want to explain ourselves. Nobody wants to be forgotten.

Not everything is about money. You didn't even say, hello. You are not your sad little wallet.

It's my petty fear of personal rejection that allows so many true evils to exist. My cowardice enables atrocities.

Get married before the sex gets boring or you'll never get married.

There's worse that people can steal from you than money.

I used to work in a funeral home to feel good about myself, just the fact that I was breathing.

Regret, Daisy knew, was the only confirmation of a well-lived life. If you didn't occasionally go too far, you weren't going anywhere.