I don't suppose I can wear the flamingo tie," he said as he pulled on black socks. "It's a bit festive, given the occasion," I responded. "Can't wear it to the opera," said the Colonel, almost smiling. "Can't wear it to a funeral. Can't use it to hang myself. It's a bit useless, as ties go." I gave him a tie.

The world went on, as it does, without my full participation, and I only woke up from the reverie when someone said my name.

The town was paper, but the memories were not.

Imagine others complexly.

You can love someone so much...But you can never love people as much as you can miss them.

it is the nature of stars to cross

She's cute, I thought, but you don't need to like a girl who treats you like you're ten: You've already got a mom.