Fall leaves are brilliant with gold and red. You can cup them in your hand and wonder at them, be amazed at their uniqueness and glory. But eventually they are gone, brown, crumbling, scattered on the wind. But the tree remains. The tree is what is important. The tree lives on. That was a difficult knowledge to bear, and an even more difficult life to live. Of course, being the leaf wasn't exactly desirable either.
Rob ThurmanSnap judgments? I'd gotten over those about the time I was toilet trained. Swore off diapers and faith in the human experience all in one week.
Rob ThurmanYou're so very good at that. The temper, the scowl. You must drink shots of testosterone in your morning coffee.
Rob ThurmanMost kids don't believe in fairy tales very long. Once they hit six or seven they put away "Cinderella" and her shoe fetish, "The Three Little Pigs" with their violation of building codes, "Miss Muffet" and her wellโshaped tuffetโall forgotten or discounted.And maybe that's the way it has to be. To survive in the world, you have to give up the fantasies, the makeโbelieve.
Rob Thurman