in the trees this afternoon, he was a giver of bread and teddy bears.

I'd been in love with her for years. I never left this suburban town. I didn't go to university. I went to Audrey.

It’s all very well for such a person to whine and moan and criticize other family members, but they won’t let anyone else do it. That’s when you get your back up and show loyalty.

That's typically what writers do; we just sit around complaining most of the time. And the better things are going, the more they complain.

She even touches Jimmy's face on the photos, and I see what it is to love someone like Milla loved that man. Her fingertips are made of love.

Only in today's sick society can a man be persecuted for reading too many books.

Her teeth were like a soccer crowd, crammed in.