It sounds so far away and different. I like different places. I like any places that isn't here.

Men often marry their mothers.

... home isn't always the place where you were born and bred. Home is the place where your everyday clothes are, and where somebody or something needs you.

But always, to her, red and green cabbages were to be jade and burgundy, chrysoprase and prophyry. Life has no weapons against a woman like that.

It sounds so far away and different. I like different places. I like any places that isn't here.

There are people who have a penchant for cities-more than that, a talent for them, a gift of sensing them, of feeling their rhythm and pulsebeats, as others have a highly developed music sense, or color reaction. It is a thing that cannot be acquired.

I suppose it is a gift, being young, but it isn't special. We've all got it, early in life.