After all these years, I feel so free. Who knows where I might fly?

Your understanding of a place changes the longer you stay; you discover more, and your own life gets woven into the fabric of the community.

It wasn't right. He knew that, but it was like falling: once you started you couldn't stop until something stopped you.

A moment might be a thousand different things.

There was something not quite right about her eagerness, an eerie kind of voyeurism in her need for bad news.

My first job was in a nursing home - a terrible place in retrospect. It was in an old house, and the residents were so lonely. People rarely visited them. I only stayed there a couple of months, but it made a strong impression on me.

It's good to be in love.