“I’m trying to teach you this mysterious skill, one that you seem to lack. It’s called how to say goodbye.” I smiled and rubbed the back of my neck. “What are you grinning at?” she said. “I never want to,” I said. “What? Never want to what?” “I never want to learn how to say goodbye.”
“I have always been a night owl rather than a lark.”
“The middle of the night is just as advantageous as the middle of the day.”
“There is more than enough hope in the night sky than you can find in your troubles.”
“Late to bed, late to rise, makes a being the sparkplug of humankind.”
“Awoke from nightmare could be a relief.”
“Being sensual is the secret to living consciously and fully.”