Having nothing to lose is the new wealth.
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.
I told him to buy land, my mum says, theyโre not making it anymore.
This wasn't any mere song and dance; here was a bold, blaring declaration howling itself into the empty face of death.
Maybe the truth is I really want to like you instead.
The little boy smiled back at all the angry faces glaring in at him. And the little boy blew kisses.