She said, "Do you have more things that you need, or more that you don't need?" I said, "It depends on what it means to need.

You have to do something bad to do something good.

What does it remember like?

I know you look both ways before you cross the street, but I want you to look both ways a second time, because I told you to.

His voice was handsome and broken, like a cobblestone street.

Your dad didn't die, so I won't be able to explain it to you.

When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder. Everything moved me. A dog following a stranger. That made me feel so much.