I pulled out my phone as I hurried along and texted Abby, U OK? I had to stop while I texted because I am not a teenager.

Because I don't think God trusts just anybody with so much heartache. The world has not yet seen what God can do with a man who gives both halves of a broken heart to him. And I don't doubt that a man like that can change the world...or at least a little part of it.

There's a preacher on the radio that says the Beatles are trying to hypnotize us and turn us all into Communists. I was listening to 'Hey, Jude' the other day and I had the urge to move to Cuba, so there might be something to it.

You may forsake a person, a family, some location of the heart, but scars and memories cannot be discarded like used clothing.

You'll never experience the joy and tenderness of a lifelong love unless you fight for it.

The cakes and pies and casseroles beckoned like gastronomic sirens, and there was no one to lash me to the mast.