You cannot lift the wage earner by pulling down the wage payer.
It's as though I've been sleepwalking and suddenly woken to find myself here
When you are five, you know your age down to the month. Even in your twenties, you know how old you are. I'm twenty-three you say, or maybe twenty-seven. But then in your thirties, something strange starts to happen. It is a mere hiccup at first, an instant of hesitation. How old are you? Oh, I'm--you start confidently, but then you stop. You were going to say thirty-three, but you are not. You're thirty-five. And then you're bothered, because you wonder if this is the beginning of the end. It is, of course, but it's decades before you admit it.
Keeping up the appearance of having all your marbles is hard work, but important.
After sixty-one years together, she simply clutched my hand and exhaled.
Must protect my little pockets of happiness.
The sky the sky- same as it always was.
I don't think parents always know where their children are going or what they are doing, what they are up to.
In New York, f*** isn't even a word. It's a comma.
In Jesus, the service of God and the service of the least of the brethren were one.
Whenever you're dealing with fantasy, and you're doing vampires or anything that is not too based in reality, and you try to base it in reality, you have so much of a greater chance of sounding hokey.