If time heals all wounds, and a book can hold a person's entire life, then you can speed up the process with a pulp time warp.

But, dear God, don't listen to me. I'm an old lady in the middle of nowhere without a real toilet.

Stereotypes are fast and easy, but they are lies, and the truth takes its time.

You look so good," I say, and s***! Oh god, that's not what I meant. S***! "It looks good. The book.

so what brings you to the doctor today?" "hmm, im afraid i have the chronic desire to save people" "i know about that. i've got it too. maybe it's catching." "not catching enough

It was more work than it seemed, looking through a telescope, as the Earth was continually moving and you had to move along with it. You don't realize how fast this acutally happens, and it's kind of both creepy and wonderful when you stop to think about it. And it makes you realize there's absolutely no way to avoid change. You can sit there and cross your arms and refuse it, but underneath you, things are still spinning away.

Most of our parents wanted the best for us, I knew, but we also wanted the best for them.