Love is not a feeling. It's an ability.
Peter HedgesIn a cement park across the street is this giant sculpture. It is a giant umbrella frame lying on its side. It's green. Stand under it, during a rainstorm, you'll still get wet - that's why it's art.
Peter HedgesTags: art
A man who works all day, every day and loves each apple he uncrates, who cherishes each can of soup - a man like that surely puts us all to shame.
Peter HedgesJoan and the Judge had gone to a Sunday brunch with friends. They would be home shortly, in good spirits probably, unless of course they saw their boy frozen to the mailbox.
So Claire and Maggie had no choice. They each grabbed a shoulder and hooked under an elbow and yanked suddenly without warning. Scotty brought his hands quickly to his mouth. All three stood quietly staring at the miniature pink circle of flesh still stuck on the mailbox.
"It looks like a little pizza," said Maggie without thinking.
Tags: humor
No 'buts', Gilbert. You just make sense to me. It's nothing more special than that.
Peter HedgesDescribing Endora is like dancing to no music. It's a town where nothing much ever happens, and nothing much ever will.
Peter HedgesAnyway, they took her body to McBurney's Funeral Home in Motley. They'll be planting her tomorrow.
Peter HedgesShe loves me-she just doesn't know it yet.
Peter HedgesTags: love
I have seen God and he is this girl.
Peter HedgesTags: love
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