The truth is that for those 86 long years when the Red Sox went without a World Series win, fans were not only in a recession, but trapped in a longstanding, deeply entrenched sports depression.
I prefer true over happy now.
She let him go once. Every day demands that she release him over and over again.
Love is selfless, it is a weakness, a giving in, a constant falling.
I don't have a favorite. I need different genres at different times.
When a colleague of mine had a notable New York Times book, I said, turn one of the chapters in the collection into a pitch for a novel and sell it to your publisher.