"I think love looks a lot like other people’s hopes and dreams meaning more to you than your own. And wow, what a feeling."
"Hot coffee and cold winter mornings are two of the best soul mates who ever did find each other."
"October is a fine and dangerous season in America. It is dry and cool and the land is wild with red and gold and crimson, and all the lassitudes of August have seeped out of your blood, and you are full of ambition. It is a wonderful time to begin anything at all. You go to college and every course in the catalogue looks wonderful. The names of the subjects seem to lay open the way to a new world. Your arms are full of new, clean notebooks, waiting to be filled. You pass through the doors of the library and the smell of thousands of well-kept books makes your head swim with a clean and subtle pleasure. You have a new hat, a new sweater, perhaps, or a whole new suit. Even the nickels and the quarters in your pocket feel new, and the buildings shine in the glorious sun."
"churches and trains,
they all look the same to me now.
they shoot you some place,
while we ache to come home somehow."