“I’m good for about thirty bucks,” I said. “Then I’ll have to get a refill from petty cash.” “There’s nothing petty about cash,” Stew said. - Richard Wilson

We’ll jump off that bridge when we come to it.

I've made my choice, Sam," she had written. "I had to choose between what I wanted and what I could get. There are times when the ideal is just too unattainable and when the second best becomes, in the long run, the best. Maybe this also has a universal application. I hope so.

I folded the paper and wriggled around in the seat. Buses are like candy bars, I thought. The price goes up and the size goes down. Each new bus seem to have less leg room and a lower headrest that its predecessor, so that you had to be a contortionist to take a nap.