Solitary walks are great for getting new ideas. It's like you're in a video game and you pick up idea coins on the way.

It's all about motive. Climbing up and climbing out look the same on the outside.

We all grow tired eventually; it happens to everyone. Even the sun, at the close of the year, is no longer a morning person.

God blows on the leaves, they turn to gold, and we call it autumn.

She was a poetry book with the wrong dust jacket, shelved in the Reference section.