Talk is only silence that ain't workin' well.

There's no pleasure in getting to be an old coot unless you have some fun along the way.

The light made the snowballs look yellow. Or at least I hoped that was the cause.

Okay, so maybe sometimes the real world is smiles and miracles.

...and she ran out of the diesel combustion and right to me and we held each other and we were not empty at all. "Holling," she said. "I was so afraid I wouldn't fine you." "I was standing right here, Heather." I said. "I'll always be standing right here.

Books can ignite fires in your mind, because they carry ideas for kindling, and art for matches.

You know how that feels?