Then I thought, boy, isn't that just typical? You wait and wait and wait for something, and then when it happens, you feel sad.

I was wishing I was invisible. Outside, the leaves were falling to the ground, and I was infinitely sad, sad down to my bones. I was sad for Phoebe and her parents and Prudence and Mike, sad for the leaves that were dying, and sad for myself, for something I had lost.

What exactly did people do when they had all the time in the world and could do whatever they liked?

Don't judge a man until you have walked two moons in his moccasins.

Sometimes when you are trying not to think about something it keeps popping back in your head you can't help it you think about it and think about it and think about it until your brain feels like a squashed pea.

Then I thought, boy, isn't that just typical? You wait and wait and wait for something, and then when it happens, you feel sad.

It can't be dead. It was alive just a minute ago.