He had mourned each of those great trains as, one by one, they were pulled off the lines and left to rust in some yard, like old aristocrats, fading away; antique relics of times gone by.

I have a lot of friends that are ex-Miss Alabamas and ex-Miss Georgias.

It's always the darkest just before the glorious dawn.

I wonder how many people don't get the one they want, but end up with the one they're supposed to be with.

By the way, is there anything sadder than toys on a grave?

Yes, I suffer terribly from depression. I have to work at being happy, it's not my natural instinct. My natural instinct is, if something wonderful happens, to throw water in my own face.

Marriage. Isn't it great? Each time you fall back in love with your [spouse] it gets better and better.