Maybe it was the same with people: if you studied them,you'd see new and different things. But would you like what you saw? Did it depend on who was doing the looking?
I tried.Can't do it.Brain's empty.
I don't want tobecause boysdon't write poetry.Girls do.
A person isn't a bird. You can't cage a person.
In a course of a lifetime, what does it matter?
And when she goes home,' Uncle Max said, 'to the place and the people she has romanticized all these months, she’ll see that it isn’t all she imagined. She’ll be different, but they’ll all expect her...
The sea, the sea, the sea. It rolled and rolled and called to me. Come in, it said, come in.
Sometimes you know in your heart you love someone, but you have to go away before your head can figure it out.
But it doesn't feel crazy to us.It feels like what we do.
On that night after Phoebe had given her Pandora report, I thought about the Hope in Pandora's box. Maybe when everything seemed sad and miserable, Phoebe and I could both hope that something might st...
Am I supposed to do something ? It doesn't seem enough to merely take up space on this planet in this country in this state in this town in this family.
You can't keep the birds of sadness from flying over your head, but you can keep them from nesting in your hair.