My life had become a puzzle - its pieces scattered about like paper in the wind, with no one there to chase them but me.
~ Meredith T. Taylor
Far in the back of her mind she was thinking. But she could not dredge up these half-formed feelings, these obscure bits of ideas, into clear, definite thoughts. . . . Her mind ticked away, singing a song she could not decipher.
~ Helen Wells
