To spend a life in dreams, that sounded too lovely.
I can't think of anything more crushing than slowly, over time, realizing exactly how wrong you were about someone.
People love talking, and I have never been a huge talker. I carry on an inner monologue, but the words often don't reach my lips.
Republicans go to Sam’s Club, Democrats go to Costco.
To pretend to be calm is to be calm, in a way.
My imagination is more tweaked by imagining the lives of the people who were there before us. I don't need to give myself the willies. I'm quite good at that - I can freak myself out wherever I am.