In small towns, news travels at the speed of boredom.

We all give up great expectations along the way.

Most of us have the good or bad fortune of seeing our lives fall apart so slowly we barely notice.

People tend to complicate their own lives, as if living weren't already complicated enough.

They had parted as boys, and now life presented one of them with a fugitive and the other with a dying man. Both wondered whether this was due to the cards they'd been dealt or to the way they had played them.

There are no second chances in life, except to feel remorse.