The engine died and then the doors swung open.
Your world is made of your memories, and your memories are given to you by your world. The whispering voice of happenstance is always in our ears. 'This is the world. This is the way things are. Look. Pay attention. Remember.'
It is never too late to give up our prejudices.
There isn?t much better in this life than finding a way to spend a few hours in conversation with people you respect and love. You have to carve this time out of your life because you aren?t really living without it.
Early morning cheerfulness can be extremely obnoxious.
A moment later, I caught my breath, but I didn't say anything.
I'd never really believed in terrorists before.