She taught me what's important, and what isn't. And I've never forgotten. And that's what mothers do, I say.

I’m alone with the ghost of the swamp, somewhere near the weeping willows.

I work hard in the orchard, not for the money anymore, but for something I can't explain. Something worth more than money.

She taught me what's important, and what isn't. And I've never forgotten. And that's what mothers do, I say.

I'm drinking away the exam results that don't take me anywhere.

After the war I was going to make up for lost time. But the time I spent away, it's still lost. No matter what I do, it stays lost.

My father said to remember your enemies as well as your friends, and don't trust either of them.