She laughed, and the desert sang.

Beware of solipsism Funny word. Sounds like it means "love of melons" or something. I looked it up. It means believing that "the self is the only reality." Am I solipsist?

Home is everything you can walk to.

Amanda took the torn page from Maniac. To her, it was the broken wing of a bird, a pet out in the rain.

And smiles to go before I weep, And Smiles to go before I weep.

Where were we?" she said. "Getting credit," I said. "What about it?" "Well, it's nice to get credit." The spokes of her rear wheel spun behind the curtain of her long skirt. She looked like a photograph from a hundred years ago. She turned her wide eyes on me. "Is it?" she said.

Love is big. Love makes room for conflicting feelings.