Five years off my life... I wondered with a wry smile, would people be immortal if they didn't have kids?

Sometimes the things you're convinced you don't want turn out to be the thing you need the most in this world.

She stays lost in the middle of her own world somewhere. We can’t get in and she doesn’t come out. Not often anyway, and certainly not for any length of time. But her mind takes her to somewhere kind, I think, to judge by the peaceful, serene look on her face most of the time.

When did we stop being people, being human?

That just the way it is. Some things will never change. That's just the way it is. But don't you believe them.

Five years off my life... I wondered with a wry smile, would people be immortal if they didn't have kids?

One of us... One of them... One of us... One of them... A rhythm playing like train wheels on a circular track -- never ending but going nowhere.