“Home, bed, sleep, mother--who knew more beautiful words than these?”
“Who knows why that man planted those fields? Perhaps he knew we’d need the flowers for a cure. Maybe he just thought they were beautiful, like my mother did. But we do find answers in beauty, more often than not.”
“How can I lose faith in the justice of life, when the dreams of those who sleep upon feathers are not more beautiful than the dreams of those who sleep upon the earth?”
“Who knew that listening to a guy sleep could be so much deeper than sleeping with a guy.”
“No one ever died from sleeping in an unmade bed. I have known mothers who remake the bed after their children do it because there is wrinkle in the spread or the blanket is on crooked. This is sick.”
“Better to sleep in an uncomfortable bed free, than sleep in a comfortable bed unfree.”