And this wasn’t lying, not really. It was leaving out.

The dream might have been more than a dream. It was as if a door in the wall of reality had come ajar... and now all sorts of unwelcome things were flying through.

The bad ideas kind of just drop out of the mix. You forget about them. The good ones stick around.

I believe that anyone using the phrase 'That's so cool' should have to stand in the corner.

There was a lot they didn’t tell you about death, she had discovered, and one of the biggies was how long it took the ones you loved most to die in your heart.

I stood for almost an hour in a line of shuffling, bitter - eyed late mailers (Christmas is such a carefree, low - pressure time - that's one of the things I love about it).

Nobody lives forever, but we all shine on.