...life's big. If you can't fix it, give it a spin.

The greatest of love letters are always coded for the one and not the many.

What miracle is this? This giant tree. It stands ten thousand feet high But doesn't reach the ground. Still it stands. Its roots must hold the sky.

Make no mistake, those who write long books have nothing to say. Of course those who write short books have even less to say.

...she still cannot resist looking out the window every couple of minutes. The sound of a passing truck causes her to glance away. Even if there is no sound, the weight of a hundred seconds always turns her head.

Her smile, I'm sure, burnt Rome to the ground.

Anger is one way to respond to fear. I say one way because responses are categorically multiple.