It is odd how one can feel like someone else early in the morning - bigger, cleaner, so much more alive.

Talking about your home town is like talking about your own mother.

Growing up crowds your mind with new thoughts and new feelings so that you forget how you used to think and feel.

Growing up is like taking down the sides of your house and letting strangers walk in.

It is odd how one can feel like someone else early in the morning - bigger, cleaner, so much more alive.