“My skin prickled and I looked back at the ocean. None of us ask for the things we inherit; they are thrust upon us, willy-nilly. Like The Marine.”

By not asking too much, you can believe in almost anything..like..a starry night in the mountains, or even the existence of fate.

I’m not who you think I am, I had said to T.J. the last time I’d seen him. Maybe I wasn’t who I’d thought I was either.

When people went on vacation, they shed their home skins, thought they could be a new person.

It was always the same ocean, but the waves made it fresh and new each time.

After all, our families–our ancestors–are our identities. Biology is destiny.

Summer-induced stupidity. That was the diagnosis.

I suddenly understood. Mom and I weren’t trespassing. This house was ours. This view was ours. And that seemed as absurd and unreal as the stories Sailor Hat had spun for me on the ferry.

…Promises are more dangerous then secrets.

I watched the land for as long as I could, until it disappeared behind its shawl of mist.

Come find me,” Leo put in, his gaze full of understanding. “Whenever you want. I’ll be here.

And until I had it fixed in my mind – unchanged, mysterious and beautiful

I couldn’t think. The basics of my life seemed altered and thrown into question.

It struck me then how much the past – not just the past but history and family – was like the ocean tide.

The thing about death is it’s so final, isn’t it, really? As far as we know… Nobody has ever come back and told us about it.

I’m back – now watch this!’ It all boils down to the music. The mask is a slight theme for people to enjoy, and it adds mystery.

I liked being able to speak to somebody and throw it back and forth, and they can’t predict what you’re going to say next.

Don’t look back. Something might be gaining on you.

Some songs, you just can’t shake; they keep creeping back into your set list.

But if one could go back in time, I’d love to have been directed by Howard Hawks, who’s one of my great heroes. One of the greatest directors there ever was. He directed probably one of the greatest westerns of all time in ‘Rio Bravo’.

I am striving to give back the Divine in myself to the Divine in the All.

The only way to learn is for it not to get a laugh, so you can adjust it and come back the next day to see if it’s working right. Next time, you might get a different laugh. You’re constantly rebuilding.