This is the strangest life I have ever known.
Nobody loves the head of a dandelion. Maybe because they are so many, strong, and soon.
She left me the way people leave a hotel room. A hotel room is a place to be when you are doing something else. Of itself it is of no consequence to one's major scheme. A hotel room is convenient. But...
You went back in time, he repeated, and you expect his cell phone to work?Well, no, I just, I mean, I came back and he hasn’t! Shouldn’t he have?Morrison, very steadily, said, Were you together?No! I...