The Thing Is, I Used To Like

Though Lexington Is Not A Small Town, It Sometimes Feels Like One, With Circles Of Acquaintance Overlapping Once, Then Again; The Person You Meet By Chance At The Library Or The Pool May Turn Out To Be The Best Friend Of Your Down-the-street Neighbor. Maybe Thats Why People Are So Friendly Here, So Willing To Be Unhurried.

Either Things Grow And Change Or They Die.

He'd Kept This Silence Because His Own Secrets Were Darker, More Hidden, And Because He Believed That His Secrets Had Created Hers.

A Moment Might Be A Thousand Different Things.

That There Were Other Worlds, Invisible, Unknown, Beyond Imagination Even, Was A Revelation To Him.