“He had lived as a handful of taffy between his mother and his father all his life, had been pulled in so many directions, stretched here and there, that all he could do was plaster a mighty smile on his… — Cathie Pelletier Copy Share Image
“Never had anyone said, "Listen. Life is short. Pretend your body is still in its twenties. Jump for the brass ring. Swing for those… — Cathie Pelletier Copy Share Image
Almost overnight, Albert Pinkham had gone from being barely able to keep his head above water to walking on the stuff. — Cathie Pelletier Copy Share Image
“Who the hell ain't dysfunctional these days? When the Kennedys straighten out, then maybe the rest of us should worry.” — Cathie Pelletier Copy Share Image
“He felt the rush of years, years wasted and years used wisely. He felt time moving through him, as if it were a ghost,… — Cathie Pelletier Copy Share Image
“looking off at the past as though it were a place one might still get to” — Cathie Pelletier Copy Share Image
“But Harry knew now that love was a soldier. It can invade the human heart. Build canopies through jungles. Scale castle walls. Cross moats.… — Cathie Pelletier Copy Share Image
“She had stood there with the phone pressed to her ear as though it were a huge plastic seashell, all the unhappy years of… — Cathie Pelletier Copy Share Image
“When you don't know enough about life to know what you might have missed out on, your imagination plays wicked tricks on you.” — Cathie Pelletier Copy Share Image
