What we like to think of ourselves and what we really are rarely have much in common.
Sooner or later everything you thought you'd left behind comes around again. For good or ill, it comes around again.
Life turns on a dime.
My mother was a reader, and she read to us. She read us Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde when I was six and my brother was eight; I never forgot it.
Dreams age faster than dreamers.
I like to hang out clothes on windy days. Sometimes that's all I feel like. A sheet on a line.