I’m not looking for self-control.

I hear laughter and someone asks if I need help, not in a nice way. I snarl, "What I need is for your mother to have thought a little harder nine months before your birthday.

Cole made a hissing sound. "Are you inside yet? God bless America and all her sons. What is taking you so long?" The front door was locked. "Here, talk to Grace" "Mommy isn't going to give a different answer than Daddy," Cole said, but I handed her the phone anyway.

I'm a dirt road out in the country kind of person, but I remember thinking, I could live in Chicago.

I'm fascinated about how past events shape our perception of current events and how they make us the people we are.

I've been waiting for you forever." "Forever' as in several hundred years, or forever as in since my lesson began?

Wake me up Wake me up, you said But I was sleeping, too I was dreaming But now I"m waking up Still waking up I can see the sun