The only things people can ever know about you are the ones that you let them see — Ian Caldwell Copy Share Image
The only things people can ever know about you are the ones that you let them see — Ian Caldwell Copy Share Image
“With that in mind, I try to imagine the greatest gift I could've given my father. And as sleep descends on me, the answer… — Ian Caldwell Copy Share Image
Never invest yourself in anything so deeply that its failure could cost you your happiness. — Ian Caldwell Copy Share Image
“Hope, Paul said to me once, which whispered from Pandora's box only after all the other plagues and sorrows had escaped, is the best… — Ian Caldwell Copy Share Image
Perfection is the natural consequence of eternity: wait long enough, and anything will realize its potential. Coal becomes diamonds, sand becomes pearls, apes become… — Ian Caldwell Copy Share Image
A son is a promise that time makes to a man,the guarantee every father receives that whatever he holds dear will someday be considered… — Ian Caldwell Copy Share Image
“They could never quite reconcile themselves to the idea that our lives don't follow the dramatic arc that a good author gives to a… — Ian Caldwell Copy Share Image
“Hope...which is whispered from Pandora's box only after all the other plagues and sorrows had escaped, is the best and last of all things.… — Ian Caldwell Copy Share Image
Two people who think they're in love can find out, when left alone, exactly how little they know about each other. — Ian Caldwell Copy Share Image
“The magic of Paul’s intelligence is that he has more patience than anyone I’ve ever met, and with it he simply wears problems down.… — Ian Caldwell Copy Share Image
Adulthood it a glacier encroaching quietly on youth. When it arrives, the stamp of childhood suddenly freezes, capturing us for good in the image… — Ian Caldwell Copy Share Image
“Inde fernut, titidem qui vivere debeat annos, corpre de patrio parvum phenica renasci' It's from Ovid. It means, 'A little phoenix is born anew… — Ian Caldwell Copy Share Image
Time is the guy at the amusement park who paints shirts with an airbrush. He sprays out the color in a fine mist until… — Ian Caldwell Copy Share Image
