On a windswept hill by a billowing sea, my destiny sits and waits for me.

The verdict is still out on my life, the judge having not yet instructed the jury, both of whom are me.

You can awaken each day to obligations you never chose — or you can decide now to choose them.

A commuter tie-up consists of you — and people who for some reason won't use public transit.

Looking back on a happy life, one realizes that one was not happy all the time.

There comes a point in a relationship when you realize that you trust someone enough to let them keep their secrets.

If I had it to do again, I'd ask more questions and interrupt fewer answers.