I miss good old-fashioned honorable people just trying to make something of life. Simply, without hurting anyone else. I know that makes me a sap.
All that was left for me was a terrible kind of paralysis, this waiting game, this heartbreak game.
The very rich only admire themselves
I'd never met anyone so vibrant or alive. He moved like light.
Maybe no one can know how it is for anyone else.
To marry was to say you believed in the future and in the past, too-that history and tradition and hope could stay knit together to hold you up.