Talent is cheaper than table salt. What separates the talented individual from the successful one is a lot of hard work.

What I'm saying is that I'm trying to find rational reasons to explain irrational feelings, and that's neveer a good sign.

If being a kid is about learning how to live, then being a grown-up is about learning how to die.

Hearts can break. Yes, hearts can break. Sometimes I think it would be better if we died when they did, but we don't.

Thin clouds form, and the shadows lengthen out. They have no breadth, as summer shadows have; there are no leaves on the trees or fat clouds in the sky to make them thick. They are gaunt, mean shadows that bite the ground like teeth. As the sun nears the horizon, its benevolent yellow begins to deepen, to become infected, until it glares an angry inflamed orange. It throws a variegated glow over the horizon.

When you own a piano, it's harder to think about moving.

But this wealth of information produced little or no insight.