In every gardener there is a child who believes in The Seed Fairy.

That portion of reality that can be composed within a frame can be understood.

You don't realize how little accuracy there is in network TV reporting until they cover a story in your hometown.

There would be a lot more optimists if it weren't for the rise-and-shine requierement.

No matter how reclusive we tend to be, we picture the after-life as a community of souls. It is one thing to seek privacy in this life; it is another to face eternity alone.

No matter what you do in life, a part of you still sits at a curbside, still hearing the drumbeat of a distant parade, still waiting for it to turn the corner.

There comes a time when a man and woman realize that their separate schemes can be better achieved as a conspiracy.