But if you knew you might not be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would suddenly become special and precious, wouldn’t it?

That's wrong," she declared. "Everyone must have one thing that they can excel at. It's just a matter of drawing it out, isn't it? But school doesn't know how to draw it out. It crushes the gift. It's no wonder most people never get to be what they want to be. They just get ground down.

No truth can cure the sorrow we feel from losing a loved one. No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness can cure that sorrow. All we can do is see it through to the end and learn something from it, but what we learn will be no help in facing the next sorrow that comes to us without warning.

If you can’t understand it without an explanation, you can’t understand it with an explanation.

It was a short one-paragraph item in the morning edition.

I dream. Sometimes I think that's the only right thing to do.

People leave strange little memories of themselves behind when they die.