You should know it yourself- a young man is still a boy, and a boy sometimes has the right to be stubborn.

I just want to write someone’s favorite book

Yes, I'm often reminded of her, and in one of my array of pockets, I have kept her story to retell. It is one of the small legion I carry, each one extraordinary in its own right. Each one an attempt - an immense leap of an attempt - to prove to me that you, and your human existence, are worth it.

His eyes were cold and brown - like coffee stains.

We expressed love for this dog by ... knowing without showing that we cared for him.

When a person's last response was Saumensch or Saukerl or Arschloch, you knew you had them beaten.

At first, she could not talk. Perhaps it was the sudden bumpiness of love she felt for him. Or had she always loved him?