So what if I'm ninety-three? So what if I'm ancient and cranky and my body's a wreck? If they're willing to accept me and my guilty conscience, why the hell shouldn't I run away with the circus? It's...
It was full of luxurious trappings and shiny baubles, and that had blinded me to the fact that nothing about it was real.
I stared at him for a long time. If he wanted to end his search for the beast, he need look no further than a mirror.
Gorillas are in danger of being wiped out by the Ebola virus. I feel like we have limited time to get to know them and understand them and they're going to disappear - that's terrifically sad. Wouldn'...
The more distressing the memory, the more persistent it's presence.
Life is the most spectacular show on earth ♥
I used to think I preferred getting old to the alternative, but now I'm not sure. Sometimes the momotony of bingo and sing-alongs and ancient dusty people parked in teh hallway in wheelchairs makes me...
I get poked and prodded like this every morning. I'm like a piece of meat unearthed from the back of the fridge, suspect until proven otherwise.
Age is a terrible thief. Just when you’re getting the hang of life, it knocks your legs out from under you and stoops your back. It makes you ache and muddies your head and silently
Paraded around town in an elephant cage, an elephant who repeatedly pulled her stake and stole the lemonade,
They grew fat and happy--the horses, not the children, or Marlena for that matter.
The thought has cheered me, and I'd like to hang onto that. Must protect my little pockets of happiness.
The monster—if there was one—never revealed itself to me again. But what I had learned over the past year was that monsters abound, usually in plain sight.
She had been warned away from it her entire life, for its depth came quickly, its coldness was fierce, and the Kelpie lay in wait.
Make yourselves at home, boys. Stay awhile. Oh, sorry—I see you already have. Damn ghosts.
Life is the greatest show on earth!
Just when you're getting the hang of life, it knocks your legs out from under you and stoops your back. It makes you ache and muddies your head...
I’m glad nothing requires my intervention, because I’m trying hard to maintain my composure. This is the first time I’ve ever seen a woman naked and I don’t think I’ll ever be the same.
90/93-year-old Jacob wonders as he gazes at his aged reflection, 'When did I stop being me?
His hat from his head and presses it to his chest. I walk a few dozen yards from the train, climb the grassy bank, and sit rubbing my