Any explanation or logic that explains everything so easily has a hidden trap in it. I'm speaking from experience. Somebody once said if it's something a single book can explain, it's not worth having explained. What I mean is don't leap to any conclusions.

No matter how honestly you open up to someone, there are still things you cannot reveal.

Her smile steps offstage for a moment, then does an encore, all while I'm dealing with my blushing face.

A story is not something of this world. A real story requires a kind of magical baptism to link the world on this side with the world on the other side.

He was silent for thirty seconds, maybe a minute. I uncrossed my legs under the table and wondered if this was the right moment to leave. It was as if my whole life revolved around trying to judge the right point in a conversation to say goodbye.

The silence grew deeper, so deep that if you listened carefully you might very well catch the sound of the earth revolving on its axis.

There had to be something wrong with my life. I should have been born a Yugoslavian shepherd who looked up at the Big Dipper every night.