She was like a wound beneath an old bandage, and he had grown more used to the bandage.

But my father, a thief in many ways, had robbed me of my concentration.

You were one person, and you changed the world.

Please, please, please, please, please...,", squeezing his eyes shut because it somehow made the words more pure.

He almost told her everything right then, that very moment. But you grab a moment, or you let it pass. He let it pass.

With endless time, nothing is special. With no loss or sacrifice, we can’t appreciate what we have

The years after graduation hardened me into someone quite different from the strutting graduate who left campus that day headed for New York city, ready to offer the world his talent. The world, I discovered. was not all that interested.