I thought you hung the moon.

“I'm sorry. I know you loved her. It was hard not to.”

“So grass is a metaphor for life, and for death, and for equality, and for conne…”

“The sky is like a monochromatic contemporay painting, drawing me in its illusio…”

“Just before you went into the ICU, I started to feel this ache in my hip.” “No,…”