Below you will find a few favorite lines
Linked to the story they tell
If you’re reading the blog, and happen to find one,
Please tell us the URL. 

Unlimited time is chaff to the Gods.  What we crave, they suffer.

Committee members eager to shine before the nominee fought to leave the shiniest apple on teacher’s desk.

A foggy winter, rural mountain foothills, wolves howling at midnight.  Steamy kitchens, multi-colored tissue across the table.  Stacks of presents.

Their country air is the smell of honesty and hope. … A refresher that there is no age limit on youth and dreams.

A cocoon of respect, confidence, and trust.