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

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.

Because you don't learn anything unless you can find the patience to read. TV takes that away from you. It robs you from your mind.

The bombs were coming-and so was I.

I could introduce myself properly, but it's not really necessary. You will know me well enough and soon enough, depending on a diverse range of variables. It suffices to say that at some point in time, I will be standing over you, as genially as possible. Your soul will be in my arms. A color will be perched on my shoulder. I will carry you gently away.

I feel the fear, but I walk fast toward it.

There were not many people who could say that their education had been paid for with cigarettes.