True Love Comes Quietly, Without Banners Or

What Term Do You Employ When You Speak Of Your Progenitor?" I Answered With The Term I'd Always Wanted To Employ. "sonovabitch." "to His Face?" She Asked. "i Never See His Face." "he Wears A Mask?" "in A Way, Yes. Of Stone. Of Absolute Stone.

Her Handwriting Was Curious — Small Sharp Little Letters With No Capitals (who Did She Think She Was, E. E. Cummings?).

I Went Into Harvard One Way And Came Out A Different Person... It's The Air At Harvard; It's Like A Renaissance Court.

Part Of Being A Big Winner Is The Ability To Be A Big Loser. There Is No Paradox Involved. It Is A Distinctly Harvard Thing To Be Able To Turn Any Defeat Into Victory

And Then I Did What I Had Never Done In His Presence, Much Less In His Arms. I Cried.