Time flies. Time flies faster every year. Time flies whether you’re having fun or not, whether you’re living your life big or small, whether you surround yourself with fear or laughter.

If I didn’t have a job, I might have stayed in bed until I rotted.

I just figured that was the life I picked, so I had to make the most of it.

Maybe if the right person floats into your life, you have to jump in with both feet and try to make it work before the tide turns.

Maybe part of find what you wanted was recognizing what you didn’t want. Maybe there was hope for me yet.

If plan A doesn’t work, the alphabet has 25 more letters – 204 if you’re in Japan.

Why one human being is attracted to another is one of the great mysteries of the world.

I confronted the fact that I was not only talking to a dog, but answering for one.

Maybe part of finding what you wanted was recognizing what you didn’t want.

I pulled my suitcase out of the backseat of my bug, along with Cannoli’s new travel case, a spiffy animal print pet backpack on wheels. When I first saw it, I thought maybe the dog...

Because nobody knows you better than somebody who knew you way back then.

The remnants of his adolescent vulnerability were all over his face.

There also wasn’t one single bit of grass or dirt outside the airport. Even the median strip was a concrete sidewalk. Where did Atlanta’s pet travelers pee? Maybe city dogs just learned to use the...

When my cell phone rang, I’d just finished cutting up my marriage mattress.

He looks good for a while, but ya know, ya can’t shine a sneaker.

The world would be a better place if everyone just helped one another out when they needed it, in my opinion.

You never know what you’re going to get with a pinball game,” John said. “It’s a lot like life. You can’t control it, so you have to just roll with it and do the best...

Honest, hopelessly romantic old-fashioned gentleman seeks lady friend who enjoys elegant dining, dancing and the slow bloom of affection.

I was a lot braver when I was eight.

There’s life after divorce, Sarah,’ my father proclaimed, not that he’d ever been divorced.

Everybody does stupid things in life. Some of us more than others. You think you’re going to get away with it. Or one or both of you just stop thinking. But it happens. And when...

I heard a choking sound behind me. When I looked back, Cannoli was hanging from the backpack harness with her hind legs circling frantically in the air. She looked like she was riding a bike...

Relationships, the ones that last anyway, are really an extended game of Let’s Make A Deal.