Ah, well. Life's too short for moderation, wouldn't you say?
...She's understood the power of stories. Their magical ability to refill the wounded part of people.
You make a life out of what you have, not what you're missing.
The world was an awfully large place and it wasn't easy to find a person who'd gone missing sixty years earlier, even if that person was oneself.
Doors lead to things and I've never met one I haven't wanted to open.
Children donโt require of their parents a past and they find something faintly unbelievable, almost embarrassing, in parental claims to a prior existence.