When The Door Opens, I

Asking Me To Describe My Son Is Like Asking Me To Hold The Ocean In A Paper Cup

Chicken,' Josie Said. 'have You Ever Been In Love?' Peter Looked At Josie, And Thought Of How They Had Once Tied A Note With Their Addresses To A Helium Balloon And Let It Go In Her Backyard, Certain It Would Reach Mars. Instead, They Had Received A Letter From A Widow Who Lived Two Blocks Away. 'yeah,' He Said. 'i Think So.

I Think...she Said Finally, "that All Of Us Have Got Our Ghosts.

Safety Is Relative. You Can Be So Close To Shore That You Can Practically Feel It Under Your Feet, When You Suddenly Find Yourself Breaking Apart On The Rocks.

Sometimes Words Are Not Big Enough To Contain All The Feelings You Are Trying To Pour Into Them.