People will notice the beauty of what they usually ignore ~

One small changed family doesn't calculate into a world that has been spinning for a billion years. But one small change makes the world spin differently in a billion ways for one family.

...and time becomes a forgotten detail.

On a small planet, where minute follows minute, day follows day, year follows year, where tradition marches on with a deafening, orderly beat -sometimes the order is disturbed by a dreamer, an artist, a scribbler - sometimes the beat is changed one person at a time.

Tell me who I am. (29)

Maybe there was no one way to define it. Maybe there were as many shades of love as the blues of the sky.

I thought grandmothers had to like you. It’s a law or something.