Maybe we're grass—our roots so interdependent that no one is dead as long as someone is still alive.

“I don't really care how people read. I care if people read.”

“Home is Where the Heart Is, Good Friends Are Hard to Find and Impossible to For…”

“She waited for me to play out the string, to find the place where she had stopp…”

“I don't care if the New York Times writes an obituary for me. I just want you t…”