His interest in what we said made us interesting, covered up our deficits.

I smiled because I wanted Cat to think I understood the ways of the world. One person’s endured lechery was another person’s cherished summer affair.

The stories that are familiar will always be our favorites.

The rage dissipates along with the love, and all we’re left with is a story.

Or maybe they are children looking at their parents and so our lives began when they began and everything else they colored in with fat crayons any way they wanted.

Duke had been right, the place had a peace that made a person want to stay. I had never thought about a cemetery that way before, and it helped me.

Publicity was the most acting I’d ever done in my life, and it did nothing to dissuade me from the idea that I was finished.

Ask that girl who left Tom Lake what she wanted out of life and she would never in a million years have said the Nelson farm in Traverse City, Michigan, but as it turned out, it was all she wanted.

And then what? It would have been a different life, one that I will never be able to imagine.