Which weakness shall I tell her? “I walk funny,” I say, and she’s satisfied with that. (inside joke)

There is something about her eyes. Eyes don't breathe. I know that much. But hers look breathless.

Words have longer lives than people.

Which weakness shall I tell her? “I walk funny,” I say, and she’s satisfied with that. (inside joke)

Father says it will come in time. “Time heals,” he says. I don’t tell him that I don’t know what time is.

Sometimes there's not a better way. Sometimes there's only the hard way.

Faith and science, I have learned, are two sides of the same coin, separated by an expanse so small, but wide enough that one side can't see the other. They don't know they are connected.