Your parents, they give you your life, but then they try to give you their life.
You can't have a light without a dark to stick it in.
...happiness gives us the energy which is the basis of health.
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.
Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities. Truth isn't.
The summer night is like a perfection of thought.
I heard them shouting through the muffling canvas of the bag, and then I was being impersonally hauled to my feet by my wrists, my arms wrenched up behind my back, my shoulders screaming.