...all of a sudden I felt filled up again, so that my heart might come up my throat. And I was thinking how that can come over you, out of nowhere, and if it wasn't such a fine feeling, it might almost be frightening. Like there's more love and good thoughts and powerful things inside of you than one body can hold.

...when your heart changes, you change, and you have to make new plans.

And all the best words together couldn't hold the happiness.

There's more than one way to tell each other things, and there's more than one way to listen, too.

I was saying the right things, but not the really true things.

I just loved making words into stories by the sound of my voice.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and filled myself up with the breeze from the valley. Then I let it out slow so it could get back to its travels, with a little bit of me added to it.