That is how you know you've left childhood behind-when you wish for time to go backward.

“That was the way illness appeared in a house, in the corners, in between floorb…”

“That's the way love sounds, my mother told me. You think it should feel like ho…”

“That is the joy of reading fiction: when all is said and done, the novel belong…”

“she clutched her purse and was completely composed, gracefully accepting people…”