We are all a little broken. But last time I checked, broken crayons still color the same.
– Trent Shelton
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.
The Old Astronomer
“And then I laugh, because it’s so ridiculous and so gorgeous and it’s all I can do to not melt into a fit of giggles. So what if I’m ninety-three? So what if I’m ancient and cranky and my body’s a wreck? If they’re willing to accept me and my guilty conscience, why the hell shouldn’t I run away with the circus?
It’s like Charlie told the cop. For this old man, this IS home.”
-Sara Gruen, Water for Elephants