We spend so much of our passion on our first love. I'm not convinced that it-passion-is one of those things that you have an endless amount of-like happiness or sadness. I could be happy all day. I could be sad all day. But I'm not so sure I'll ever love like that again.

Maybe everything really does just have an expiration date--one that you can't see until she tells you she's leaving, and then she's gone.

A faint smell of lilac filled the air. There was always lilac in this part of town. Where there were grandmothers, there was always lilac.

The first book we fall in love with shapes us every bit as much as the first person we fall in love with.

We spend so much of our passion on our first love. I'm not convinced that it-passion-is one of those things that you have an endless amount of-like happiness or sadness. I could be happy all day. I could be sad all day. But I'm not so sure I'll ever love like that again.

There is a perfect someone, even if the road to that someone isn’t all that perfect.

Now it's time to focus on basics for people in our neighborhoods... and real ethics reform at City Hall.