But everyone's an expert with the virtue of hindsight . . . .

The stretch of years leaves none unmarked: the blissful sense of youthful invincibility peels away and responsibility brings its weight to bear.

His words had tossed the book that was her life into the air and the pages had been blown into disarray, could never be put back together to tell the same story.

For it is said, you know, that a letter will always seek a reader; that sooner or later, like it or not, words have a way of finding the light, of making their secrets known.

All true readers have a book, a moment when real life is never going to be able to compete with fiction again.

Those who live in memories are never really dead." The House At Riverton

But everyone's an expert with the virtue of hindsight . . . .