I don't like to have to pan for gold when I read.

If you are very lucky, you're allowed to be in certain places during just the right season of your life: by the sea for the summer when you're seven or eight and full of the absolute need to swim until dark and exhaustion close their hands together, cupping you in between.

Eating is sex for old people.

I read less of everything now. With only fond memories of others' work, it will be interesting to give my own journal writing a try now.

Dogs are minor angels, and I don't mean that facetiously. They love unconditionally , forgive immediately, are the truest of friends, willing to do anything that makes us happy

Fear's greatest weapon is its ability to blind one to anything. In its presence, we forget there are others to consider, things to save besides ourselves.

Both young children and old people have a lot of time on their hands. That's probably why they get along so well.