Just Because Things Hadn't Gone

Our Friendship Was Like Our Writing In Some Ways. It Was The Only Thing That Was Interesting About Our Otherwise Dull Lives. We Were Better Off When We Were Together. Together We Were A Small Society Of Ambition And High Ideals. We Were Tender And Patient And Kind. We Were Not Like The World At All.

Sometimes If There's A Book You Really Want To Read, You Have To Write It Yourself.

I Don't Want To Stand With Somebody's Praise. Whereas Now When People Come Up To Me, They Say, "i Love The Bookstore" And "kids! Come Here, Come Here! This Is The Woman Who Owns The Bookstore." That's Incredible. I Can Say To That, "thank You For Shopping Local. Thank You For Coming In. What Are You Reading? Let's Talk About Books." It's About Something I'm Doing As Opposed To Somehow Something I Am. I Feel Comfortable And Positive In That Role. Because It's About Reading. It's About Books. It's About Learning. It's About Business And Tax Base.

Carmen Prayed Hard. She Prayed While Standing Near The Priest In Hopes It Would Give Her Request Extra Credibility. What She Prayed For Was Nothing. She Prayed That God Would Look On Them And See The Beauty Of Their Existence And Leave Them Alone.

Show Kindness Whenever Possible. Show It To The People In Front Of You, The People Coming Up Behind You, And The People With Whom You Are Running Neck And Neck. It Will Vastly Improve The Quality Of Your Own Life, The Lives Of Others, And The State Of The World.