“My intellect, my wit—I’d forgotten I’d even possessed them, and they were dull and neglected, to be sure. But in the company of others who prized thought over action, laughter over brooding, they blossomed and sharpened. My tongue fairly tripped… — Melanie Benjamin Copy Share Image
“My most insightful comments have been forgotten while letting a whining dog out the door.” — Jael Turner Copy Share Image
