Night Falls Fast. Today Is The Past.

We Need Never Be Hopeless Because We Can Never Be Irreperably Broken.

But If You Consider All The Unlikely Things Together, At Least One Of Them Will Probably Happen To Each Of Us.

The Sun Was A Toddler Insistently Refusing To Go To Bed: It Was Past Eight Thirty And Still Light.

That Doesn't Sound Like My Margo", She Said, And I Thought Of My Margo, And All Of Us Looking At Her Reflection In Different Funhouse Mirrors.

You're Funny, And You're Smart, And You May Show Up Late, But You Always Show Up Eventually.