We love this house. We've talked about buying and building for years, but we get out there and we can't find anything we like better.

He can do anything he wants to.

The kids that lived on this street were called river rats.

When you fall in love with someone you treasure their quirks as much as anything else. Flaws become unique marks of character, things you'd miss if they weren't there.

There must be something beyond love. I want to get there.

I feel like a mother who has a child who is well-behaved and you'd love to give him a shiny new bike for Christmas, but you can't afford it, so you just have to say no.