Growing up, I have discovered over time, is rather like housework: never finished.

“Your father calls you to his court. You need not pack. You go garbed in gloriou…”

“There was no limit to what one man might do, if he gave all, and held back noth…”

“Too late, he recalled Miles's dictum that the reward for a job well done was us…”

“You don't pay back your parents. You can't. The debt you owe them gets collecte…”