Sometimes I sit up late with my thoughts, reluctant to fall asleep and leave my thoughts alone by themselves.

Every day is conquerable by its hours, and every hour by its minutes.

As a gardener, I wonder if flowers really can't speak or just exercise unfailing good judgment in the matter.

Oh, the things that go through my mind that I never say. Oh, the things I say that never go through my mind.

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

To trade a childhood wonder for a plausible explanation - is there a worst trade one makes in life?

Each day is an opportunity to travel back into tomorrow's past and change it.