At the door, there was one of those moment when two people realize that they like each other more than they know each other. This is nicer than the opposite situation, but more awkward. You try to remember the protocol for touching. You hate to gush, or presume to much, yet you are unwilling to let the moment pass without without some gesture

Any parent knows how to be the ideal parent.

This is a bad story.” “Sorry. I’m really sorry. I shouldn’t have told you.” “No, you should,” I say. “But—” “I don’t want there to be bad stories and me not know them.

When I was a little kid I thought like a little kid, but now I'm five I know everything

Change for your own sake, if you must, not for what you imagine another will ask of you.

I read three books a week.

If I was made of cake I'd eat myself before somebody else could.