"Looks and talent don't always go together, Katerina."

"Looks don't concern me, maestro. Only talent interests a woman of taste."

I laugh every time I see this.

"I rose from the swing and watched as he walked down the steps- the curly gray hair that had lain on my breast, his darling neck where my breath had lingered, his artist's hands that would never again frame my face as he bent to kiss me- and I didn't yell "Shane!" and I didn't say "nyah, nyah, nyah." You do learn a few things with age.

I did have that tee shirt made."

Vaya con Dios, Conando.